They Might Be Giants - Where Your Eyes Don't Go lyrics
[They Might Be Giants - Where Your Eyes Don't Go lyrics]
Where your eyes don't go a filthy
Scarecrow waves it's broomstick arms
And does a parody of each
Unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look
It's gone behind you
On it's face it's wearing
Your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go
Where your eyes don't go a
Part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll
Never be discovering
You're free to come and go
Or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes
In back of your head
Every jumbled pile of person has
A thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't
Thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead
Is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always
Waiting where your eyes don't go?
Where your eyes don't go a
Part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll
Never be discovering
You're free to come and go
Or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes
In back of your head
Where your eyes don't go a filthy
Scarecrow waves it's broomstick arms
And does a parody of each
Unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look
It's gone behind you
On it's face it's wearing
Your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go
Scarecrow waves it's broomstick arms
And does a parody of each
Unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look
It's gone behind you
On it's face it's wearing
Your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go
Where your eyes don't go a
Part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll
Never be discovering
You're free to come and go
Or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes
In back of your head
Every jumbled pile of person has
A thinking part that wonders
What the part that isn't
Thinking isn't thinking of
Should you worry when the skullhead
Is in front of you
Or is it worse because it's always
Waiting where your eyes don't go?
Where your eyes don't go a
Part of you is hovering
It's a nightmare that you'll
Never be discovering
You're free to come and go
Or talk like Kurtis Blow
But there's a pair of eyes
In back of your head
Where your eyes don't go a filthy
Scarecrow waves it's broomstick arms
And does a parody of each
Unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look
It's gone behind you
On it's face it's wearing
Your confused expression
Where your eyes don't go