Time, time and again I see you staring down at me

Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see

with those Angry Eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

with those Angry Eyes



You want to believe that I am not the same as you

And now I can't conceive, oh Lord, of what it is you're trying to do

with those Angry Eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

with those Angry Eyes

What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me

with those Angry Eyes



You and I must start to realize

Blindness binds us in a false disguise

Can you see me through those Angry Eyes?



You try to defend that you are not the one to blame

But I'm finding it hard, my friend, when I 'm in the deadly aim

of those Angry Eyes

Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down

with those Angry Eyes

What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me

with those Angry Eyes