Paranoid Eyes

Button your lip And don't let the shield slip Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask And if they try, to break down your disguise with their questions You can hide, hide, hide Behind paranoid eyes You put on your brave face and slip over the road for a job Fixing your grin as you casually lean on the bar Laughing too loud at the rest of the world With the boys in the crowd You can hide, hide, hide {I'll tell you what, I'll give you three blacks, and play you for five} Behind petrified eyes You believed in their stories of fame, fortune and glory Now you're lost in a haze of alcohol soft middle age The pie in the sky turned out to be miles too high And you're hide, hide, hide Behind brown and mild eyes