"The Psychic Polka"
If you’re confused and don’t know what to do
Your friendly psychic can give you a clue
You can kiss your hard-earned money adieu
Just flush it down the loo
Then write an I.O.U.
Call the hotline you saw on that show
And in exchange for all your dough
You’ll get a reading
From some dime-store schmo
Just keep ‘em on the phone!”
You’ve met somebody recently OR
There’s disagreement in your family OR
I keep seeing the number three OR MAYBE
Someone’s name starts with a “B”
If you prefer to D.I.Y.
A Ouiji board’s what you should buy
Or maybe tarot cards are worth a try
Let ‘em prophesy
I heard they never lie
Or go in person, face to face
To a phony Gypsy who has a place
In a suburban strip mall
With no free parking space
She’ll channel your Aunt Grace
Maybe levitate a vase...
Get your star-chart from the haggard shrew
Check your horoscope next to Marmaduke
It’s good enough for Nancy Reagan
Then I guess it’s true
It’s probably good enough for you too!
It’s human nature to want to
Know what’s to come
But all this crap’s a little more than dumb
With all our knowledge
Look what we’ve become
A lump of mindless scum
Lazing on our bums...
Take my advice, however low-brow
Let the future happen concentrate on now
The future works itself out anyhow
If you concentrate on now
And not some psychic clown...
Lyrics (c) 2000 by Pink Bob