{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]