Because his eyes are blue He thinks he owns the clouds Because his eyes are brown He thinks he owns the ground
He thinks, because his eyes are green He's the ruler of the seas That's how wars are won and the west was lost Without looking, without seeing
Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me From these ungodly things
Well she was sewing white stars On a field of blue Until her eyes were sore And that flag was too
But now she can't find it no more Maybe she should look on the senate floor And they'll step on the face and kick in the river Maybe it'll surface in the spring
Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me From these ungodly things
Get the life out of your mind Squeeze your thinking blind Shoreless fear ... In a fine, barren mansion Their fully-phrased incompetence Let's put up the drapes and let it snow ... You're the real McCoy They are only faking
Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me From these ungodly things
The un-famous female movie star Is crying on the camera's shoulder again The chances of her making a name for herself Are impossible to watch
She's threading by a big explosion of duds And checking swarms of Draculas They will suck her blood Until it's tangled up in green She'll be doing the same scene
Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me From these ungodly things
Because their eyes are blue Because their eyes are green Because their eyes are brown
Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me Won't you please protect me From these ungodly thingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
