Button your lip
And don't let the shield slip.
Take a fresh grip on your bullet proof mask.
And if they try
To break down your disguise with their questions,
You can hide, hide, hide.
Behind paranoid eyes.

You put on your brave face
And slip over the road for a job.
Fixing your grin
As you casually lean on the bar.
Laughing too loud at the rest of the world
With the boys in the crowd.
You can hide, hide, hide
Behind petrified eyes.

You believed in their stories of fame,
Fortune and glory.
Now you're lost in a haze
Of alcohol soft middle age.
The pie in the sky
Turned out to be miles too high.
And you're hide, hide, hide
Behind brown and mild eyes.