Paranoid Eyes

Button your lip

And don't let the shield slip

Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask

And if they try, to break down your disguise with their questions

You can hide, hide, hide

Behind paranoid eyesYou put on your brave face and slip over the road for a job

Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar

Laughing too loud at the rest of the world

With the boys in the crowd

You can hide, hide, hide

{I'll tell you what, I'll give you three blacks, and play you for five}

Behind petrified eyesYou believed in their stories of fame, fortune and glory

Now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age

The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high

And you're hide, hide, hide

Behind brown and mild eyes