
The Eye in the Sky
~Alan Parsons Project~
'Eye in the Sky'
Don't think sorry's easily said
Don't try turning tables instead
You've taken lots of chances before
But I'm not gonna give anymore
Don't ask me
That's how it goes
Cause part of me knows what you're thinkin'
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I don't need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind
I've been in a couple of 'copters, they are fun to ride in, and marvelous machines.
We get a lot of low-and-slow-flying helicopters buzzing around these hills in the late fall.
They tend to fly a back-and-forth grid pattern, each run a quarter mile distant from the last.
One time we had one hovering over our greenhouse for a minute or so.
One neighbor on the hilltop saw a bunch of fellows with firearms hanging out the open doors of these 'copters. We tend to just see the underbelly of these machines.
I'm glad that in the Land of the Free we have these fellows making sure that the fences are up and the cows aren't running loose, 'cause I suppose that must be what they are checking on.
When I'm out working on the hillside and they come by, I usually wave up to them, and pull my hat off my head to show them my long hair. That's the reason the Mountain Men wore their hair so long... they were daring the Indians to come and try to take it.
'Land of the Wanna Be Free'
~Robby Bee and the Boyz from the Rez~
You tell me,
are we really free,
the way we wanna be?
Or are we living in the land
of the Wanna be Free?
Robbie Bee and The Boyz from the Rez entertain
with a political song called 'Land of the Wanna Be Free'.
~Alan Parsons Project~
'Eye in the Sky'
Don't think sorry's easily said
Don't try turning tables instead
You've taken lots of chances before
But I'm not gonna give anymore
Don't ask me
That's how it goes
Cause part of me knows what you're thinkin'
I am the eye in the sky
Looking at you
I can read your mind
I am the maker of rules
Dealing with fools
I can cheat you blind
And I don't need to see any more
To know that
I can read your mind, I can read your mind
I've been in a couple of 'copters, they are fun to ride in, and marvelous machines.
We get a lot of low-and-slow-flying helicopters buzzing around these hills in the late fall.
They tend to fly a back-and-forth grid pattern, each run a quarter mile distant from the last.
One time we had one hovering over our greenhouse for a minute or so.
One neighbor on the hilltop saw a bunch of fellows with firearms hanging out the open doors of these 'copters. We tend to just see the underbelly of these machines.
I'm glad that in the Land of the Free we have these fellows making sure that the fences are up and the cows aren't running loose, 'cause I suppose that must be what they are checking on.
When I'm out working on the hillside and they come by, I usually wave up to them, and pull my hat off my head to show them my long hair. That's the reason the Mountain Men wore their hair so long... they were daring the Indians to come and try to take it.
'Land of the Wanna Be Free'
~Robby Bee and the Boyz from the Rez~
You tell me,
are we really free,
the way we wanna be?
Or are we living in the land
of the Wanna be Free?
Robbie Bee and The Boyz from the Rez entertain
with a political song called 'Land of the Wanna Be Free'.
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