Posturing; its all in the hips. gone
For good again in
Rome and dallas
Stunken drunts
Chumbling statter
En'thin' a'tall
Proven aloof
Burpin' in the
Corner while we dance
This thick eyed
High disguise is
No use- its you
And everyone
Of those teeth
Of yours-important
And amazing
Hey
Hey flypaper eyes,
This thick high cant stick
I cant say why
I cant say why
Hey
Hey flypaper eyes
I cant play
Couldntcarelessanymore
Lets sit and stare at each other
Lets sit and stare at each other
Lets sit and stare at each other
Lets sit and stare at each other
Lets sit and stare at each other
Till these paper eyes tear