Horse eyes don't cry Dry eyes will die Not a soul left on the queen The pill is for the investigators Stumped their wings with dollar strings And us, we're punctured infiltrators Two miles after swimming, leave I had to sit in convenience It's pennies for the papers Of horse tales, grab our guts for a living Kitchen knives and counter minds These make the golden truth be told But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg Still put the fear of God in you Horse eyes don't cry Dry eyes will die But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg Still put the fear of God in you Horse eyes will die Horse eyes don't cry Dry eyes will die But I'll have your legs for a wooden peg Still put the fear of God in you Horse eyes will die