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 palm   And feed on the traces      We all hop to the dance   Or embarrass the parents   Who should have knees   That go to sleep (?)      That blood in the dark   Will attract the sharks   Who are not violent   We all have hungry bellies      But I feel like I've got to duck   When you look at me with your brown eyes   When you look at me with your blue eyes   And you look at me with the inner eye      And all was tame   And all was daggers anyway   Stop crying like a child      And all was green   And all was aging anyway   Stop growing in the wild      But I feel like I've got to duck   When you look at me with your green eyes   When you look at me with your black eyes   And you look at me with your dead eyes      And I can understand   When holding her hand   So womanly   I have to go and kiss her      And what a surprise   To look in those eyes   And find suddenly   He is Jack the Ripper   Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper      Stop crying like a child   She stopped crying like a child   Jack the Ripper