The walls ears, the windows have eyes And a wise man tells no The walls ears, the windows have eyes And a dead man tells no
The walls have ears, the windows eyes And a man tells no lies The walls have ears, the have eyes And a man tells no lies
No lies, no lies, no And a man tells no lies
If these could talk would tell you things you wouldn't believe These windows have seen sights you imagine And it can't be erased by or a coat of paint
The walls ears, the windows have eyes And a wise man no lies The walls ears, the windows have eyes And a dead man tells no
For each and every wall ever stood it has a story are not so obvious and some are self-explanatory It's padded wall in my They're lookin' through the keyhole of you Meanwhile, up in my observatory, my telescope sees the And it also the horror and the gory they speak derogatory
These walls in this room Tell more tales about fat and head It was heard but never said, instead the bleed Yeah, while they You could hear the cheating, undercover meetings Behind these seedy motel walls, believe they had it all Wreaking balls don't bounce against the To make that fall
The outside my apartment complex projects are so complex Yet they are all out of text Like the wall of Berlin, the wall of 'Nam, the wall of And my tag on the wall as a
The have ears, the windows have eyes And a man tells no lies The walls have ears, the windows have And a dead man no lies
Now of the eyes are the true windows to the soul As well as the window to the soul Whether plain glass or stained Every set of eyes has a set of with a set of eyes
Now tell me what the world be If we did not have (We did not windows) You would hardly ever the criminal or see the swindle Everyone inside would A/C when they assemble A private penitentiary at home is what it resemble See my got so much pain The glass is out the frame
So let the candle kindle in the window as a I be leavin' my window open, that I might get a breeze But when the comes in the eyes Come in and don't seem to want to leave Because spying eyes by the prize And on your movement You can change your wall and With some building improvement
But looky loose still be trying You inside your window The walls will hear it ever time you voice crescendos It's enough to you tremble, leave you in limbo Can it also be Because these are fundamentals For the mental, so get sentimental Because these are not your windows, these wall are really
They know everything into And all the business you tend to So keep your rolled up And don't hold up the against the floor And while you're shopping Don't bother stopping at my I put a note in the window, but you couldn't what is said So I a rock and carved it in the glass and it read
The walls have ears, the have eyes And a man tells no lies The walls have ears, the windows eyes And a dead man tells no
The walls have ears, the have eyes And a man tells no lies The walls ears, the windows have eyes And a dead man tells no