Black Hair, Black Eyes, Black Suit - Hugh Cornwell

Another missing person another mystery

Another marriage on the rocks that’s ending in misery

Another strike and another plague

Another mad dog held at bay

It comes as no surprise when I hear all the victims say

Black hair black eyes black suit

Black hair black eyes black suit

I’ll take you out to the garden of eden

It was all those years ago

The same thing still happens today

As you all surely know

A poor girl consoles herself with thoughts of better days

And if you ask her why she looks so sad this is what she’ll say

Black hair black eyes black suit

Black hair black eyes black suit

You’ll find they’re all blind when it gets to the lineup

Don’t care if they stare when it gets to the lineup

I’ll meet you out in the modern world

We got modern ideas too

So glad just to be around but I don’t see nothing new

Its still the same struggle in the end

No matter who or where you be Its still you on top and me down below and I’m trying to get free

Black hair black eyes black suit

Black hair black eyes black suit