George Porter, Jr. - When You've No Eyes lyrics

Let's take a walk Bottom the ocean I guess the sun chases down the tide And taxi cabs go rushing 'round Up in the world You've had enough But you've had something And now there's someone on the line Selling pages ripped from some holy book The telephone Says you ain't coming home For you have found another boy And there's nothing wrong with that, dear No, nothing's wrong There's nothing wrong Now counting cards in South New Jersey Replacing pigeons falling from the wire And when Señor starts a-winking At the waitress who's thinking That someone special lies awake for her In the middle of the night I shed my eyes I pinch my thighs Oh, how time flies When you've no eyes So sing it hard And play it hard, old boys As country burns in its own dumb might And sons of Jesus go spray-paint walls And disappear into the night And there's disease There's always hatred And there are all these weddings in the New York Times And at the end of the day, the toast is spilled but there's still the wine Alright Alright Alright Alright