I've got a good eye And the one finding real a stares Lying here in front of me They are the great ones Do you want my eyes? I'd rather be without I'd rather not know, not see What I see, it frightens me I've got a good eye I can see sharply the smallest things Read the smallest and blurriest Letters between two micro lines I've got a good eye I can easily spot and point out Which one of you is a sinner Your struggles and your doubts Do you want my eyes? I'd rather be without I'd rather not know, not see What I see, it frightens me My telescopic sight Wish it was a merit Everything's a heavy fight Wish it was clearer What's clearer? Much clearer My telescopic sight Wish it was a merit Everything's a heavy fight Wish it was clearer What's clearer? Much clearer