Nude Ordure

Oh you've got green eyes, oh you've got blue eyes, oh you've got red eyes
Oh you've got green eyes, oh you've got blue eyes, oh you've got reeeeeeeeeeeed eyes!

Oh I've never sensed anything quite like this before
No I've never meant anything quite like this before

False perspective:
people in a bowl.
Walls close in
and we've got no space to roll.

Uptown run around
Plebes don't let ships run aground
To right I think I'll walkabout!
All grown my soul inside, no doubt.

[refrain]