Harvester of Eyes

Blue Oyster Cult

Harvester of eyes, that's me

And I see all there is to see

When I look inside your head

Right up front to the back of your skull

Well that's my sign that you are dead

And my list for you checks off as null

I'm the harvester of eyes

I'm the eye man of TV

With my ocular TB

I need all the peepers I can find

Inside the barn where you find the hay

Well just last week I took a ride

So high on eyes, I almost lost my way

I'm the harvester of eyes