Wild Eyes of Oz
Words by Bryon Bowers
Looking' in the mirror at my crazy blonde hair..
lice crawling' 'around everywhere
Blue Eyes Wild Looking back at me...
nose bombarded by the smell of pee…
Front door slams open
It's case worker Carla..
The cops pick us up…
we kick and scream…
calming us down…
with some chocolate ice cream…
we're driving away…
tears in our eyes..
looking back at that dark night sky…
wondering why we had to say goodbye…
[Chorus]
New Place
New Clothes
New Hair Cut
same old wild blue eyes…
Staring' back at me…
Opened my eyes..
Where am I now?
What is this place…
Clean carpet…
and spotless floors…
Granite counter tops…
figurines behind glass…
Strangers say "Good Morning"
I don't know you
Where's my mom?
Why am I here?
[Chorus]
New place
In the night…
Clothes in a garbage bag
Hot Wheels car
In my jean pocket…
Wake up next morning
Hand-me-down star wars pajamas
A quiet old man…
He's drinking coffee..
A sweet old woman..
with big glasses on…
is cooking corned beef hash…
I think I'm done…
moving 'round this world
I think I'm done…
carrying 'round this bag
This place feels like home..
[Chorus]
New Place
New Clothes
New Hair Cut
same old wild blue eyes…
Staring' back at me…
Only difference now…
Is the smell of corned beef hash on toast
And those two old souls
Loving' back at me
Lost looking for…
their coconut tree….