Because his eyes are blue
He thinks he owns the clouds
Because his eyes are brown
He thinks he owns the ground

He thinks, because his eyes are green
He's the ruler of the seas
That's how wars are won and the west was lost
Without looking, without seeing

Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
From these ungodly things

Well she was sewing white stars
On a field of blue
Until her eyes were sore
And that flag was too

But now she can't find it no more
Maybe she should look on the senate floor
And they'll step on the face and kick in the river
Maybe it'll surface in the spring

Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
From these ungodly things
Get the life out of your mind
Squeeze your thinking blind
Shoreless fear ...
In a fine, barren mansion
Their fully-phrased incompetence
Let's put up the drapes and let it snow
...
You're the real McCoy
They are only faking

Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
From these ungodly things

The un-famous female movie star
Is crying on the camera's shoulder again
The chances of her making a name for herself
Are impossible to watch

She's threading by a big explosion of duds
And checking swarms of Draculas
They will suck her blood
Until it's tangled up in green
She'll be doing the same scene

Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
From these ungodly things
Because their eyes are blue
Because their eyes are green
Because their eyes are brown

Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
Won't you please protect me
From these ungodly things