The gun club

Yellow eyes

The gun club
Eyes are gone
You're complaining
And then, screaming at the ceiling

Say you saw
Spiders up there
Well, I must admit I put them there

Oh, yellow eyes, it's all OK
Yellow eyes, it's all OK

Oh, yellow eyes, don't be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you!

The problem is
You're bad taste runs
To dirty old low-class films

Films like
Sheila Goes To High School
Films like
Funny Face Goes To Heaven

Oh, yellow eyes, it's all OK
Yellow eyes, it's all OK

Oh, yellow eyes, don't be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you!

Stranger came back from Woodlawn
Seems your daddy-boy, he's gone under water
Now he works in Phoenix High School
Seems his other side just took over

Oh, yellow eyes, he's not the same
Oh, yellow eyes, who you gonna blame?

Oh, yellow eyes, don't be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be afraid

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