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Tired Eyes

Well, he shot four men in a cocaine deal

and he left them lyin' in an open field

Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors

He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice

Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way

But they burned his brother

They left him lying in the driveway

They let him down with nothin'

He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice

Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Well, tell me more, tell me more, tell me more

I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser?

He was a friend of yours

What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?

He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice

Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes

Please take my advice, please take my advice

Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes