I hear the preacher
On the corner
Ranting like a crazy man
He says there’s trouble
Trouble’s a comin’
I can read it like the back of my hand

I see love
I see misery
Jammin’ side by side
On the stand
In the wind
Some mournful melody
I can read it like the back of my hand

I see dreams
And I see visions
Images I don’t understand
I see Goyas
And paranoia
I can read it like the back of my hand
Read it like the back of my hand
Read it like the back of my hand
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Read it like the back of my hand




enviada por: Thiago Pedroso