Horse eyes don't cry
Dry eyes will die
Not a soul left on the queen
The pill is for the investigators
Stumped their wings with dollar strings
And us, we're punctured infiltrators

Two miles after swimming, leave
I had to sit in convenience
It's pennies for the papers
Of horse tales, grab our guts for a living

Kitchen knives and counter minds
These make the golden truth be told
But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg
Still put the fear of God in you

Horse eyes don't cry
Dry eyes will die
But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg
Still put the fear of God in you
Horse eyes will die

Horse eyes don't cry
Dry eyes will die
But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg
Still put the fear of God in you

Horse eyes will die