Cyclops Lyrics - Balls To Picasso - Bruce Dickinson

We all have secret lives 

In our secret rooms 

Living in our movies 

Humming our own tunes 

Living life in camera 

When the night is closing dovn 

Sliding into darkness 

You could be like me 

Where are you going? 

What are you doing? 

Why are you looking 

At the camera's eye? 

Where are you staying? 

Why are you leaving? 

We watch you breathing 

Through the camera's eye 

We all make up our faces 

The make up of the clown 

Happy leaving traces 

Of our childish background 

Pointing at the sky 

We can watch the stars 

You think you're all alone 

But you never are 

Where are you going? 

What are you doing? 

Why are you looking 

At the camera's eye? 

Where are you staying? 

Why are you leaving? 

We watch you breathing 

Through the camera's eye 

They ain't watching you 

They ain't watching you now 

They ain't watching you 

They ain't watching you now 

They ain't watching you 

They ain't watching you now 

They ain't watching you 

They ain't watching you now 

Where are you going? 

What are you doing? 

Why are you looking 

At the camera's eye? 

Political sleazes 

Sexual Divas 

We watch your heart beat 

Through the camera's eye 

Where are you going? 

What are you doing? 

Why are you looking 

At the camera's eye? 

Political sleazes 

Sexual Divas 

We watch your heart beat 

Through the camera's eye