Dead Eyes (Guadalcanal Diary)

I got skulls in the bottom of a whiskey glass I'm a big bold man, but I think I'll pass Better slow up, I'm moving up to fast Something's come for me at last Hot flame licking on the burning meat Black smoke broiling off broken bones Something came close in the dead of night Found him in the dark, and he was all alone Dead eyes, dead eyes Dead eyes, dead eyes Skulls in the bottom of a whiskey glass I'm a big bold man, but I think I'll pass Better slow up, I'm moving up to fast Something's come for me at last Dead eyes, dead eyes Dead eyes, dead eyes