I'M Going To Make You Cry
Dead Bob
4:28Just swing your arms and take a long stride See the old highway sunbaked and wide It's chalk white dust hangs low in the sky under white stone eyes The only sound I hear is the sound of our feet neither marching forward nor in retreat Just a plodding joyful beat beneath white stone eyes Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry Silence, no talking Leave that to the birds, leave that to the beasts There are no problems to solve no progress to be made Just a single file formation of bodies on parade warmed by a hot sun Above, a gentle smile Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry. Eyes that don't cry. Cry Cry Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry Eyes that see nothing, eyes that are blind Eyes that see nothing, eyes that don't cry White Stone eyes that see nothing, white stone eyes that are blind. White stone eyes that see nothing. White stone eyes that don't cry White stone eyes that see nothing, white stone eyes that are blind White stone eyes that see nothing. White stone eyes that don't cry White stone eyes. White stone eyes