"Oh, look at me," that sweet boy's plea
His mother cried, "My child's tied his laces"
Why must we move on from such happy lawns
Into nostalgia's palms and feed on the traces
Do you hop to the dance or embarrass the parents
Who should I please? I'll go to sleep worrying
Their blood in the dark will attract the sharks
Who are not violent, we've all got hungry bellies

But where are the skin and bones
So you look at me with your one eye
When you look at me with your blue eye
So you look at me with me in their eyes

And all was tame
And all was daggers anyway
Stop crying like a child

And all was greying
And all was aging anyway
Stop growing in the wild

But I feel like I'm lost in those
When you look at me with your green eyes
Then you look at me with your black eyes
Then you look at me with your dead eyes

And I can't understand when holding her hand
So womanly, I have to go kiss her
And what a surprise to look in those eyes
To find suddenly, he is Jack the Ripper
Too suddenly, he was Jack the Ripper
There he goes...

Stop crying like a child
She stopped crying like a child
Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper
Jack the Ripper