Psychic Visions Electric Six

Uh-huh. Oh yeah
Uh-huh. Oh yeah
Uh-huh. Oh yeah

Truth hurts, yes it does
Sometimes I hurt you, baby, just because
Emotions defaulting on their loans
You spend the rest of your days alone, alone

Now she's the queen of the bad dogs
She's the rumbling siren in a fog
And I'm the king of the submarines
Making horrible music for teens

You see me in your psychic visions (Psychic visions)
You feel me in your psychic visions (Psychic visions)
When you're going crazy, Oh yeah!

I feel the future in- (Let us trust)
-side of you, baby

You walk around looking for answers
And all the gypsies are stroking romancers
Tarot cards and chills to the bone
You're crushed under the weight of the great unknown