Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does he still live below Seventh Avenue With the princess dipped in lace? Does he know that I'm a soldier of fortune And not a victim of circumstance? We drew lots for his soft underbelly Now his fate is sealed with my lance I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Is it true that he's a mighty warrior And a viper of the first degree? I've been sentenced here to slay the giant Geld this fear I cannot see I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Can you tell me where I might find the Hydra? Is he wearing a familiar face? Does he still live below Seventh Avenue In the slums of Satan's grace? I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way I can tell by the look in your eye You've never seen the man with nothing to say I can tell by the look in your eye You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way I can tell by the, I can tell by the I can tell by the, I can tell by the I can tell by the, I can tell by the I can tell by the look in your eye