Lyrics:

Here she comes with her almost ideal eyes and her flawless skin and her petulant pout The memory of such a long blond alibi still makes me want to shout out loud You ************ when you clear your head my dear you can't come out here in those stolen clothes Telling me all about some mystery I hope she isn't one, I hope she isn't one of those Almost ideal eyes Viewed through a rosey hue so beautiful, trusting You find liberal is an insult now and care is what you pay for Be sure of what you're wishing for, be careful what you pray for When you look into those almost ideal Love is smiles, he will hypnotize you wild He tries to analyze your dreams Fill you up with all his big ideas while he really wants to make you Scream out loud at the phony innocence and pained pretence and the dismal rage. The vacant lot that thankfully time forgot Where you never have to act, you never have to act your age Almost ideal eyes Viewed through a rosey hue so beautiful, trusting you find stupid is a compliment and thrill is what you play for Be sure of what you're wishing for, be careful what you pray for When you look into those almost ideal eyes In the spirit(?) all your friends look uglier and you find you're wearing an evening gown Weeping over some tiny broken bird while the sky is decorated shocking pink and a dirty shade of brown and you think you need to be tranquilized a feat that may fit to your new career Whatever you invent you'll never be content with Almost ideal eyes Viewed through a rosey hue so beautiful, trusting rebellion is just currency, the moon is what you pay for be sure of wha