"Oh, look at me," that sweet boy's plea His mother cried, "My child's tied his laces" Why must we move on from such happy lawns Into nostalgia's palms and feed on the traces Do you hop to the dance or embarrass the parents Who should I please? I'll go to sleep worrying Their blood in the dark will attract the sharks Who are not violent, we've all got hungry bellies But where are the skin and bones So you look at me with your one eye When you look at me with your blue eye So you look at me with me in their eyes And all was tame And all was daggers anyway Stop crying like a child And all was greying And all was aging anyway Stop growing in the wild But I feel like I'm lost in those When you look at me with your green eyes Then you look at me with your black eyes Then you look at me with your dead eyes And I can't understand when holding her hand So womanly, I have to go kiss her And what a surprise to look in those eyes To find suddenly, he is Jack the Ripper Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper There he goes... Stop crying like a child She stopped crying like a child Jack the Ripper Jack the Ripper Jack the Ripper