Harvester of Eyes - Blue Öyster Cult

Harvester of eyes, thats me And I see all there is to see

When I look inside your head

Right up front to the back of your skull

Well thats my sign that you are dead

My list for you checks off as null

Im the harvester of eyes

Im the eyeman of tv With my ocular tb I need all the peepers I can find

Inside the barn where you find the hay

Just last week I took a ride

So high on eyes I almost lost my way

Im the harvester of eyes

Harvester of eyes, thats me harvester of eyes

And I see all there is to see harvester of eyes

When I look inside your head harvester of eyes

Right up front to the back of your skull harvester of eyes

Harvester of eyes

My-my-my-my-my

My-my-my-my-my

My-my-my-my-my-my

Im the harvester of eyes

Im just walkin down the street

I see a garbage can, I pick it up

I look through all the garbage

To see if there are any eyes inside

Ill put em in my pink leather bag

And take all their eye balls

And I bleed with em As I plead with their eyes all night

So if you see me walkin down the street

Youd better get out of the way

And put on your eye glasses

cause Im gonna take your eyes home with me