Demon Eyes


Have a nice day! By the wicked way. My life is one endless – action replay.
Too many nights-on-the-town, too many sorrows-to-drown, my self-respect leaves while I stagger around
my best-bosom-friend, a knock ’em dead end, yeah, we play along, oh, how we pretend
the same old sights, won’t make things right, ‘n’ I can’t stop the voices behind my eyes.

[Can’t stop us. Can’t stop us. Can’t stop us. Can’t stop us.] I can’t stop them – no matter what I try.
[Can’t stop us. Can’t stop us. Demon eyes] Can’t stop them – I’m demonised.

[Demon e-y-e-s.] Won’t leave me alone.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Burnin’ into my soul.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] More dead than alive.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] I’m demonised.

From Queen to whore, I’ve had ’em all, left ’em/mem’ries sprawled on the cuttin’ room floor.
She’s got great looks, (well) I got sharp hooks, but thrown back more than I ever took.
A real good line, a real good time, still I need to escape from this life.
Inject the same vein, make me high again, help me cut loose from my brain.

PRE-CHORUS

[Demon e-y-e-s.] The voices in my head.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Say I’m better off dead.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] They say the end is nigh.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] I’m demonised.
{canon}[whispering female?]
{C1} Romanticise. Idolise. Vulgarise.
{C2} Fantasise. Scandalise. Sodomise.
{C3} Womanise. Apologise. Paganise.
Demon Eyes.
{C1} Tyrannise. Rhapsodise . Victimise.
{C2} Terrorise. Sermonise. Antagonise.
{C3} Legalise. Vocalise. Stigmatise.
Demon Eyes. C’mon ‘n’ eat me alive.

SOLO

The ‘ays have it!

I’ve lived in sin, through thick and thin, joked with the Devil and laughed at Him.
How very droll, but life takes its toll, ‘n’ I signed in blood to save our souls (arse’oles)
It seems to me, the more I see, the less I know or want to be.
Too young to care, too old to dare, watchin’ the world with a hollow stare.

[Demon e-y-e-s.] Won’t leave me alone.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Burnin’ into my soul.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] More dead than alive.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] I’m demonised.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] The voices in my head.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Say I’m better off dead.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Swimmin’ ‘gainst the tide.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] I’m demonised.

©17.7.2012 Andrew Robert Chapman

From Queen to whore, I’ve had ’em all, then left ’em sprawled on the cuttin’ room floor.
Headin’ my way, another bad-hair day, my life is one endless – action replay.
Call it a day, needless to say

[Demon e-y-e-s.] Gnawin’ at my soul.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Burned into my soul.
[Demon e-y-e-s.] Naked truth, bare-faced lie.


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