Oh look at me
That sweet boy's plea
His mother cried
"My child's tied his laces"
Why must we move on
From such happy lawns
Into nostalgia's palm
And feed on the traces
We all hop to the dance
Or embarrass the parents
Who should have knees
That go to sleep worrying
That blood in the dark
Will attract the sharks
Who are not violent
We've all got hungry bellies
But where are the still unborn
who could look at me with the one eye?
who could look at me with no eyes?
who could look at me with me in their eyes?
And oh, what's pain?
And oh, what's sadness anyway?
It's not crying like a child.
And oh, what's graying?
And oh, what's ageing anyway?
It's not growing in the wild.
I feel like I've just been born
When you look at me with your brown eyes
When you look at me with your blue eyes
And you look at me with the inner eye
And I can understand
When holding her hand
So womanly
I have to go and kiss her
And what a surprise
To look in those eyes
And find suddenly
He is Jack the Ripper
Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper
Stop crying like a child
She stopped crying like a child
Jack the Ripper
Just a minor correction needs to be made in your version of the lyrics, enjoyyourroots. It's a matter of eye color in the 7th verse. It goes, "I feel like I've just been born/When you look at me with those GREEN eyes/When you look at me with those black eyes/When you look at me with your dead eyes...etc. That is all.
Just a minor correction needs to be made in your version of the lyrics, enjoyyourroots. It's a matter of eye color in the 7th verse. It goes, "I feel like I've just been born/When you look at me with those GREEN eyes/When you look at me with those black eyes/When you look at me with your dead eyes...etc. That is all.
Oh look at me That sweet boy's plea His mother cried "My child's tied his laces" Why must we move on From such happy lawns Into nostalgia's palm And feed on the traces
We all hop to the dance Or embarrass the parents Who should have knees That go to sleep worrying
That blood in the dark Will attract the sharks Who are not violent We've all got hungry bellies
But where are the still unborn who could look at me with the one eye? who could look at me with no eyes? who could look at me with me in their eyes?
And oh, what's pain? And oh, what's sadness anyway? It's not crying like a child.
And oh, what's graying? And oh, what's ageing anyway? It's not growing in the wild.
I feel like I've just been born When you look at me with your brown eyes When you look at me with your blue eyes And you look at me with the inner eye
And I can understand When holding her hand So womanly I have to go and kiss her
And what a surprise To look in those eyes And find suddenly He is Jack the Ripper Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper
Stop crying like a child She stopped crying like a child Jack the Ripper
Just a minor correction needs to be made in your version of the lyrics, enjoyyourroots. It's a matter of eye color in the 7th verse. It goes, "I feel like I've just been born/When you look at me with those GREEN eyes/When you look at me with those black eyes/When you look at me with your dead eyes...etc. That is all.
Just a minor correction needs to be made in your version of the lyrics, enjoyyourroots. It's a matter of eye color in the 7th verse. It goes, "I feel like I've just been born/When you look at me with those GREEN eyes/When you look at me with those black eyes/When you look at me with your dead eyes...etc. That is all.
Sorry, also, those BLUE eyes that you mention are in fact BLACK eyes in the song. Cheers.
Sorry, also, those BLUE eyes that you mention are in fact BLACK eyes in the song. Cheers.
And the last line in that verse is "when you look at me with your dead eyes" rather than "when you look at me with the inner eye".
And the last line in that verse is "when you look at me with your dead eyes" rather than "when you look at me with the inner eye".
you're totes right. lol haha omg
you're totes right. lol haha omg