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