Open Your Eyes - Peter Hammill

I was sitting in the dance-hall

But my mind was far away

So when the usherette walked over

I didn’t know quite what to say

I tried to look cool

But I knew that I blew it somehow

Her fishnet tights took me quite by surprise…

I had to open my eyes

I told her I was dancing

But she didn’t seem to hear;

She asked if I wanted to learn judo

Then she threw me out on my ear

Before I’d even had time to take a bow

I landed on the street, all dishevelled my disguise

But I really opened her eyes

So if you’re leaning over the balcony

Or hanging around the floor

These are the last of the days of the Locarnos--

There really are no more

And the usherette smiles

But she’s not telling all she knows…

But there’s time in the end for us all to get wise

If we only open our eyes