Lyric Where Your Eyes Don t Go
Where your eyes don t go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it s gone behind you
On its 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 its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it s gone behind you
On its face it s wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don t go
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it s gone behind you
On its 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 its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do
When you turn around to look it s gone behind you
On its face it s wearing your confused expression
Where your eyes don t go