Marah - Round Eye Blues lyrics
rate meLast night I closed my eyes<br />
And watched the tracers fly<br />
Through the jungle trees<br />
Like fireflies on a windy night<br />
<br />
Pulled up and onward by the breeze<br />
I can still hear the far off tin-canny sounds<br />
Of their machine guns come unwound<br />
And I was shakin’ like Little Richard<br />
And I was sweatin’ like ol’ James Brown<br />
<br />
Over by my window sill<br />
The moon was still on my cigarettes and wine<br />
Sometimes there’s wear, I pray to Jesus<br />
Sometimes there’s where I pray to die<br />
<br />
But I could still sense the circling danger<br />
Of those invisible bastards of a piss-hot day<br />
I was shakin’ with ol’ Proud Mary<br />
I was sittin’ on the dock of the bay<br />
<br />
Take the hits, boys, take the hits<br />
Don’t smoke your Bible and don’t lose your wits<br />
Because the sky is filled with shrapnel<br />
And your eyes are filled with tears<br />
<br />
Hold your breath, boys, hold your breath<br />
Finger your trigger and welcome death<br />
Because the chopper’s filled with your gut-shot friends<br />
Your hearts are filled with fear<br />
<br />
Fables tell of men who fell<br />
With swords dangling from their chest<br />
The old guys down at the taproom swear<br />
The Japs could kill you best<br />
<br />
But late at night I could still hear the cries<br />
Of three black guys I seen, take it in the face<br />
I think about them, sweet Motown girls, they left behind<br />
And the assholes that took their place<br />
<br />
Take the hits, boys, take the hits<br />
Don’t smoke your bottle and don’t lose your wits<br />
Because the sky is filled with shrapnel<br />
And your eyes are filled with tears<br />
<br />
Hold your breath, boys, hold your breath<br />
Finger your trigger and welcome death<br />
Because the chopper’s filled with your gut-shot friends<br />
Your hearts are filled with fear