Dead Eyes

Skinny white boy on the tartan streets Decent side pipe With his pretty yellow smile And the breath of vegemite And he can't get hard Then again, yeah, then again, he might Skinny white boy on the tartan streets Gonna get his money right Yeah, I know you're the Only person who doesn't deserve it But I'm always gonna give 'em to ya My dead eyes, ooh You'd know 'bout that, wouldn't you? 'Cause you got dead eyes too Skinny white boy with the broken wrists Looking for a line Doesn't matter if it's blue Doesn't matter if it's white Doesn't matter if it's brown And definitely don't matter if it's shite Skinny white boy with the broken wrists Gonna get that pain right Yeah, I know you're the Only person who doesn't deserve it But I'm always gonna give 'em to ya My dead eyes, ooh Yeah, I know you see The dog on the road but I'm not gonna swerve it And I'll smile while I give 'em to ya My dead eyes, ooh But you'd know 'bout that, wouldn't you? You got dead eyes too --- Dead Eyes - Alex Cameron