作词 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer 作曲 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer Uh huh, oh yeah Uh huh, oh yeah Uh huh, uh huh 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 the fog And i'm the king of the submarines Making horrible music for teens You'll see me in your psychic visions You'll feel me in your psychic visions When you're going crazy Oh, yeah (I feel it...) Mistrust 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 And she's the queen of the queen bees She's coming on the next junk from Belize I see her dancing in the Latin Quarter Abbreviations make everything shorter It's time you feel my psychic visions It's time you see my psychic visions I love to hear what your premonitions and sloppy incisions Let's surround ourselves with the worst musicians And they're writing this song Oh, yeah (Oh, psychic visions) Oh, yeah (Oh, psychic visions) See your shrink if you're having doubt Because the songs in your love line are running out Gypsy woman rattle and shake for me Gypsy woman rattle and shake for me
作词 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer 作曲 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer Uh huh, oh yeah Uh huh, oh yeah Uh huh, uh huh 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 the fog And i'm the king of the submarines Making horrible music for teens You'll see me in your psychic visions You'll feel me in your psychic visions When you're going crazy Oh, yeah (I feel it...) Mistrust 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 And she's the queen of the queen bees She's coming on the next junk from Belize I see her dancing in the Latin Quarter Abbreviations make everything shorter It's time you feel my psychic visions It's time you see my psychic visions I love to hear what your premonitions and sloppy incisions Let's surround ourselves with the worst musicians And they're writing this song Oh, yeah (Oh, psychic visions) Oh, yeah (Oh, psychic visions) See your shrink if you're having doubt Because the songs in your love line are running out Gypsy woman rattle and shake for me Gypsy woman rattle and shake for me
