She knows the future like the palm in your hand She knows your past like the lay of the land The first time she met me, she saw right through me Some
know 'til we're old Too young to free ourselves from this lonely fish bowl Some kind of wall Some kind of psychic wall Some kind of wall Some kind of psychic
Well, I see you walking down the road And the thoughts within my mind explode But having to hold back taught me a lot about control And letting all loose
laugh away in sleaze You're not the only girl in town But you're the only one that's got me down Psychic hearts go out to you Psychic heart go round
You see me now a veteran Of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long Where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at
the thousandth cut A dead turtle on the beach Who puts my happiness out of reach Sea, sun, sand, self Sea, sun, sand Sea, sun, sand, self Sea, sun, sand Psychic
think of you I don't know what to do At least just try to read my mind The work can be confused, you see my point of view It's better than a psychic
It's time I know the deal about how he truly feels I guess what's killing me is just not knowing My friends all tell me maybe I should seek a psychic
A place full of futuristic insight with those who share a magical gift Foreseeing into future fully aware of what has come You see they predicted monsters
Do you laugh away in sleaze You're not the only girl in town But you're the only one that's got me down Psychic hearts go out to you (A) psychic heart
know 'til we're old Too young to free ourselves From this lonely fish bowl Some kind of wall Some kind of psychic wall Some kind of wall Some kind of psychic
I could have a real good time if I had a gun I know, well, I know, the things I do and say And if I did not have no gun, well, I know, I know I've got
Well, I don't know what, well, I don't know who Well, I don't know where or when Well, I don't know it, well, I don't know they Well, I don't know thick
Take me Mexican Caravan South of South of the Rio Grande Take me to that amigo town Where I can score some of that heroin brown Take me Mexican
Yeah, boy. Heh Heh Heh. Let it walk and let it talk and stick it on the wall. Lately when I tell you baby, don't know what I know. Let it walk and
You want the people to be the people That want the people who love you You need the people to show the facts Instead again they shot you Want the people
The sign shed light on who is lonely Run and hide- I'm alright Light me, blood clot I am only a child of light And I'm going all the way And I've thrown
I'm the psychic to the stars They call me up from wherever they are I'm always over-booked Lord, my phone rings off the hook I'm the psychic to the stars
