Time, time and again I see you staring down at me Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see with those Angry Eyes Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down With those Angry Eyes You want to believe that I am not the same as you And now I can't conceive, oh Lord, of what it is you're trying to do with those Angry Eyes Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down with those Angry Eyes What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me With those Angry Eyes You and I must start to realize Blindness binds us in a false disguise Can you see me through those Angry Eyes? You try to defend that you are not the one to blame But I'm finding it hard, my friend, when I 'm in the deadly aim Of those Angry Eyes Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down With those Angry Eyes What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me With those Angry Eyes