Текст песни New Model Army - Whites Of Their Eyes
New Model Army - Whites Of Their Eyes слова песни
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 dumb You 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