Lyrics: The Gun Club. Yellow Eyes.

Eyes are gone, you're complaining
And then screaming at the ceiling
Say you saw spiders up there
Well, I must admit, I put them there

Oh, yellow eyes, it's all okay
Yellow eyes, it's all okay
Oh, yellow eyes, don't be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you

The problem is your bad taste runs
To dirty old low-class films
Films like 'Sheila goes to high school'
Films like 'Funny Face goes to heaven'

Oh, but yellow eyes, it's all okay
Oh, yellow eyes, it's all okay
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be

Stranger came back from Woodlawn
Seems your daddy, boy, he's gone under, under
Now he works in Phoenix High School
It seems his other side just took over

Oh, yellow eyes, he's still the same
Yellow eyes, who you gonna blame?
Oh, yellow eyes, he's not the same
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be afraid

Oh, but yellow eyes, he's not the same
Oh, yellow eyes, [Incomprehensible]
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be afraid
Oh, yellow eyes, don't you be afraid