{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]