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Fortune tellerTelling meTime is not the enemyI know I'm good for nothingBut I must be good for somethingWhile my eyes are fixed on your charadeVisions of a dark paradeThe people that I know and loveCrowd around and cry aboveThese hands must feel like wire brushThe lines you follow finger touchI know I've paid my living duesTell me my tomorrow newsI've broke in homes in BethlehemStepped a foot on foreign landSat down while the others stoodDid the bad when bad was goodCut myself on a woman's thornStuck around to feel her scornI've bled my arms in body inkShot a man a toothy winkSongtexteI've seen the light and passed it byI counted four so here I lieYou'd think that we had made a dealNow I'm lifted by your ferris wheelThe air feels like a winter breezeWe float above the tallest treesBreak atop the cloudy shadeTo walk along you promenadeIt's okay, mamaDon't you fearI can see my house from hereI've got a job, it pays enoughTo take care of the one I love Aus Songtexte Mania