I've got eyes in the back of my head For anything suspicous And If my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus
The Narcissus, his power is his dream His politics are simply mean He doesn't trust what he hasn't seen He's so banal, he's made it mainstream
I see the tension in his eyes The accusations he denies I wonder if he's realised That right behind him he's despised
I'm strapped up, strapped in, wear the vest All the kit of an agent's chest Even though it's bullet proof One could get through and that the truth
So I've got eyes in the back of my head For anything suspicious And If my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus
As I survey the big event People think he's heaven-sent Devoted crowds who chant his song I sometimes think he lives for fame
Oh Narcissus It's so delicious To watch his make up run He sweats and panicky Fakes reality He only cares for number one
I've got eyes in the back of my head For anything suspicious And If my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus And If my number's up I'll take a bullet for Narcissus
Compositor: Chris Lowe / Neil TennantPublicado em 2024 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado fonograma #51325152 em 29/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM