New Model Army - Whites Of Their Eyes Lyrics
Raised in the fields in the back of beyond,hauled into position as a prodigal son.I was not Abel - I was a Cain;the kind you find a use for every now and again.I can't abide what things have become,they think that you're simple, they think that I'm dumbYou want to know one thing I advise?Shoot when you see the whites of their eyes.They'll come to you in the perfect disguiseclock you too late, with a squeal of surpriseshoot when you see the whites, the whites of their eyes.The wolf-child smiles in the shallowest dreamsand you don't know just what it meansHey diddle diddle, what on earth can it be?You ain't going to get any answers from me