Lyrics:

The deadly peace is a lonely group of company boys
Snapping pictures, scrawny limbs and toothy grins
The easy children riding naked on their tourist pals
While the hollows they pass, their eyes swell from withdrawal
As he lies on a mattress in a rat-infested room
Talking about his family and the cold back home
Dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers, pal
Between the dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls

The small black summer jumps over the crazy white guard
Cranking up the volume on a Michael Jackson song
Dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers, pal
Between the dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls

With her friends she fondly scents the air
She's the likes of what that breaks his stare
And he grunts his reply with a garrulous croak
"That's a mighty big word for a nine-year-old"
Dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
No one over here reads the papers, pal
Between the dull cold eyes and a mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls

He lays down his two eyes for the moonlight
On a good day with a new rag doll