{Words & Music: Hazel O'Connor} Red ringed the eyes of the women who cried to the night Black and possessed are the eyes of the man who drank to no foresight Then suffer little children, a haunted dream Bright eyes, scared eyes, a silent scream Now why'd you make me hit you - he'd say Leave me alone I hate you - she'd say Suffer little children, hear and have no say [CHORUS:] A leopard can't change his spots A tiger can't change his stripes EE-I-addio Mum and Dad still have their frights This woman she takes a couple of pills to hide When there's no place to run you'd better just shut the door inside Well, riddle me when is a home not a home When you're twenty floors up and your love has gone Your love was spent on fairy soap For hands that do dishes and hang your hopes On children who in turn look back to you [CHORUS] Riddle me when is a home not a home When you're twenty floors up and your love has gone Your love was spent on fairy soap For hands that do dishes and hang your hopes On children who in turn look back to you [Repeat CHORUS to Fade]