Did you ask that man
On the corner for the time of day
Did he shrug and glance at his wrist and say
"Dunno, here you go"
And hand you a fool`s gold watch
I should tell you some sacred stories
Secret and confound
But by God you tell me
That`s the point
Go on and get your fortune told
Give away your fortune
You`re fortunate enough to have one
You`re morally disconnected
You seem to be a mistress or some forgotten wallflower
The clich?of an old man`s dreams
The storybook disease
In a rush to get out and leave
Mister good for nothing
Miss disease
In need of heartache
Beg now and then
For a sin to appease
Beg now and then for a sin to appease