The whispering may hurt you. But the printed word might kill you. The whispering may hurt you. But the printed word might kill you. So don't let the blue. The blue eyes fool you. They're just gelignite. Loaded and aiming right between your eyes. Cds and T-shirts. promos and God knows. You know I couldn't last. Someone please take me home. The teenagers who love you. They will wake up yawn and kill you. The teenagers who love you. They will wake up yawn and kill you. So don't let the blue. The blue eyes fool you. They're just gelignite. Loaded and aiming. right between your eyes. Cds and T-shirts. promos and God knows. You know I couldn't last. Someone please take me home. There's a cash register ringing and. It weighs so heavy on my back. Someone please take me home. The critics who can't break you. They somehow help to make you. The critics who can't break you. Unwittingly they make you. So don't let the good days. Of the gold discs. Creep up and mug you. With evil legal eagles. You know I couldn't last. Accountants rampant. You know I couldn't last. Every -ist and every -ism. Thrown my way to stay. And the northern leeches go on. Removing removing removing. Then in the end. Your royalties bring you luxuries. Your royalties bring you luxuries. Oh but. The squalor of the mind. The squalor of the mind. The squalor of the mind. The squalor of the mind