Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra?
Is he wearing a familiar face?
Does he still live below Seventh Avenue
With the princess dipped in lace?Does he know that I'm a soldier of fortune
And not a victim of circumstance?
We drew lots for his soft underbelly
Now his fate is sealed with my lanceI can tell by the look in your eye
You've never seen the man with nothing to say
I can tell by the look in your eye
You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his wayIs it true that he's a mighty warrior
And a viper of the first degree?
I've been sentenced here to slay the giant
Geld this fear I cannot seeI can tell by the look in your eye
You've never seen the man with nothing to say
I can tell by the look in your eye
You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his wayCan you tell me where I might find the Hydra?
Is he wearing a familiar face?
Does he still live below Seventh Avenue
In the slums of Satan's grace?I can tell by the look in your eye
You've never seen the man with nothing to say
I can tell by the look in your eye
You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his wayI can tell by the look in your eye
You've never seen the man with nothing to say
I can tell by the look in your eye
You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his wayI can tell by the, I can tell by the
I can tell by the, I can tell by the
I can tell by the, I can tell by the
I can tell by the look in your eye