Bruised Eye
Bruised eye keep your head down walking
Crispy morning bruised sky overhead
Chipped tooth talking fish eyes salty
Seaside heaving green cliffs
Wake the dead
Fuckers wake the dead
Stealing flick knife picking their pockets
For a bottle of wine and bread
City babe we're not gonna make it
But they better catch us dead
Fall asleep in the terrible morning
With our boots and high heels on
Buzzing like a couple of hornets
In the trembling air
Of a terrible morning song
Peachy baby, peachy
Why so steely, why so deeply unimpressed?
Silent Stevie's got me thinking seriously
About the way my words are dressed
Why so unimpressed?
Pucker up now don't be a phoney
Careful steps in concrete boots
Sister Egg says I look kinda boney
Says I need to plant some roots
It's like someone keeps pulling the carpet
Out from underneath my feet
And with this bruised eye I look kinda shady
I can see the fear
In the eyes of the kooks I meet
In the eyes of the kooks I meet
Bruised Eye get back in the ring
Eyes of the kooks I meet
A bruised eye ain't no broken wing
Eyes of the kooks I meet
Bruised Eye get back in the ring
Eyes of the kooks I meet
A bruised eye ain't no broken wing
Crispy morning bruised sky overhead
Chipped tooth talking fish eyes salty
Seaside heaving green cliffs
Wake the dead
Fuckers wake the dead
Stealing flick knife picking their pockets
For a bottle of wine and bread
City babe we're not gonna make it
But they better catch us dead
Fall asleep in the terrible morning
With our boots and high heels on
Buzzing like a couple of hornets
In the trembling air
Of a terrible morning song
Peachy baby, peachy
Why so steely, why so deeply unimpressed?
Silent Stevie's got me thinking seriously
About the way my words are dressed
Why so unimpressed?
Pucker up now don't be a phoney
Careful steps in concrete boots
Sister Egg says I look kinda boney
Says I need to plant some roots
It's like someone keeps pulling the carpet
Out from underneath my feet
And with this bruised eye I look kinda shady
I can see the fear
In the eyes of the kooks I meet
In the eyes of the kooks I meet
Bruised Eye get back in the ring
Eyes of the kooks I meet
A bruised eye ain't no broken wing
Eyes of the kooks I meet
Bruised Eye get back in the ring
Eyes of the kooks I meet
A bruised eye ain't no broken wing
Credits
Writer(s): Jules Richard Pascoe, Gideon Preiss, Husky Gawenda
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