You got music in the palm of your handsAnd thereâs money for the drugs and the bandYou got pretty little kids you can bruiseBut you canât get the talent off your shoesYou got eyes in the back of my headHeâs got a tiny little radio mindAnd a pale green face at the stop signHeâs a dram for the misunderstoodNow blackâs the new blue and badâs the new goodYou got eyes in the back of my headThey got eyes in the back of your headItâs like a blind man sleeping in your bedYou pay him absolutely nothing for reliefBut you need it much more than self-beliefYou got eyes in the back of my head