Sore eyes, sore eyes make the world looks like all sand dunes,
my hair, my hair can't fall o'er the infected eye lids.
It's so itchy-ful
I can't even see my way.
Yeah, I know, I know when I call in sick they'll say it's all excuses
And it's so, it's so bad to think I have this and they don't
But every time I scratch my left eye, I say,
When I see my face there are all the things I wish would change
'Cause this disease is infuriating, just the way it is!!!
I have sore eyes, ladies and gentlemen. Sore eyes on rainy days!
What bloody thing I've done to deserve this?