Well Zenora Bariella and Coriander Pyle
Had sixteen children in the usual style
Had a curio museum and they had no guile
All they ever wanted was a show biz child
On the seventh of December 1949 they got what
They'd been waiting for all of the time
Grew up in a trailer, by the time he was nine
Ran off to join the circus, telling fortunes on the side
Hail, Hail, the Eyeball Kid
Well the first time I saw him was in a Saigon jail
Cost me 27 dollars just to go his bail
I said your name will be in lights and that's no doubt
But you got to have a manager that's what it's all about
People gonna point, people gonna stare
I'll always be there to protect you, cut down on the glare
I know you can't speak, know you can't sign
So cry right here on the dotted line
Hail, Hail, the Eyeball Kid
Well he was born without a body not even a brow
I made the Kid a promise; I made the Kid a vow
He's not conventionally handsome; he'll never be tall
He said, "All you got to do is book me into Carnegie Hall"
Hail, Hail, the Eyeball Kid
Now, he's just a little bitty thing; he's just a little guy
But the women go crazy for the big blue eye
They say how does he dream? How does he think?
When he can't even speak and he can't even blink?
I said Hail, Hail, (Hail, Hail) the Eyeball Kid
Hail, Hail, (Hail, Hail) the Eyeball Kid
Give it up and throw me down
A couple of quid
Everybody wanna see
The Eyeball Kid
So give it up and throw it
Down a couple of quid
Everybody wanna see
The Eyeball Kid
How does he dream? How does he think?
When he can't even see and he can't even blink
We are lost in the wilderness; we're blind as can be
And he came down to show us how to really see
(Hallelujah) The Eyeball Kid
(Hallelujah) Hallelujah
Hail, Hail, the Eyeball Kid
(Hallelujah) Hallelujah
Give it up and throw it
Down a couple of quid
Everybody wanna see the Eyeball Kid
