Time, time and again I see you staring down at me
 Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see
 with those Angry Eyes
 Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
 with those Angry Eyes

 You want to believe that I am not the same as you
 And now I can't conceive, oh Lord, of what it is you're trying to do
 with those Angry Eyes
 Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
 with those Angry Eyes
 What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
 with those Angry Eyes

 You and I must start to realize
 Blindness binds us in a false disguise
 Can you see me through those Angry Eyes?

 You try to defend that you are not the one to blame
 But I'm finding it hard, my friend, when I 'm in the deadly aim
 of those Angry Eyes
 Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
 with those Angry Eyes
 What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
 with those Angry Eyes