Dead Eyes Lyrics

Oooh-oooh-oooh (x2)

Skinny white boy on the tartan streets
Decent size pipe(?)
With his pretty hella smile
And the breath of Vegemite
And you can't get hard
But then again, yeah then again, you might
Skinny white boy on the tartan streets
Gonna get his money right(?)

Yeah I know you're the only person who doesn't deserve it
But I'm always gonna give em to you, oh
My dead eyes

Oh, you'd know bout that, wouldn't you?
Cause you've got dead eyes too

Skinny white boy with a broken wrist
Looking for a line
Doesn't matter if it's blue, doesn't matter if it's white
Doesn't matter if it's brown, and definitely don't matter if it's shite
Skinny white boy with your broken wrist
Won't you get that paint right(?)

Yeah I know you're the only person who doesn't deserve it
But I'm always gonna give em to you, oh
My dead eyes, oh
I know you see the dog on the road but I'm not gonna swerve it
And I smile while I give em to you, oh
My dead eyes
Oh, but you'd know bout that, wouldn't you?
You got dead eyes too