Whites Of Their Eyes — текст песни (new model army)

Raised in the fields in the back of beyond,
hauled into position as a prodigal son.
I was not Abel - I was a Cain;
the kind you find a use for every now and again.
I can`t abide what things have become,
they think that you`re simple, they think that I`m dumb
You want to know one thing I advise?
Shoot when you see the whites of their eyes.
They`ll come to you in the perfect disguise
clock you too late, with a squeal of surprise
shoot when you see the whites, the whites of their eyes.
The wolf-child smiles in the shallowest dreams
and you don`t know just what it means
Hey diddle diddle, what on earth can it be?
You ain`t going to get any answers from me