Behind The Faces

Would you like to look behind the faces
Behind those eyes?
A rich man's son lived down our street
Always in a suit and tie
He was into ancient swords
We thought it was all right
Until the day he misbehaved
And played with them outside

Who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows, mmm-mmm, who knows

Would you like to look behind the faces
Deep down inside?
A nice old lady feeds the pigeons
Breadcrumbs spiced with cyanide
People see her plastic gloves
But no one seems to mind
Her crinkly eyes and dreamy smile
Suggest she's really kind

Who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows, mmm-mmm, who knows

Who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows, mmm-mmm, who knows

Would you like to look behind the faces
Behind those eyes?
The demon who stands right before you
Might be your brother in disguise
He might come to your defense
The day when it rains steel
When the dogs who used to wag their tails
Are snapping at your heels

Who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows, mmm-mmm, who knows
Who knows, who knows, who knows
Who knows, mmm-mmm, who knows



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