Tired Eyes - Creepoid



     
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Tired Eyes Lyrics


(neil young)
Well, he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left them lyin' in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors
He tried to do his best but he could not
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes
Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way
But they burned his brother
They left him lying in the driveway
They let him down with nothin'
He tried to do his best but he could not
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes
Well, tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours

What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes
Please take my advice, please take my advice
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Enjoy the lyrics !!!

that 90’s Grunge angst all heroined out... RECORD OF THE MONTH The Deli’s June CD of the Month: Yellow Life Giver - Creepoid Creepoid is another one of those buzz-worthy local bands crawling out from basements of homes/makeshift practice spaces/recording studios lately in Philly. On their debut EP Yellow Life Giver, they use a reel-to-reel tape machine circa ’56 to help document their evolution.

Read more about Creepoid on Last.fm.


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