Marah - Round Eye Blues lyrics

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Last night I closed my eyes<br />

And watched the tracers fly<br />

Through the jungle trees<br />

Like fireflies on a windy night<br />

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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 />

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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 />

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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 />

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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 />

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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 />

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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 />

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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 />

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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