All of the fortune-tellers say it's gonna be a long week, a long week.
'Cuz you got used to the upswing,
the feeling of a winning streak.
But the clouds, the clouds of day bring
this spot on the stage.
And look when the man is calling for a pouring.
So cry your eyes out pretty baby,
hold my hand and trot your tongue.
Oh, it's been heavy round you lately,
and you'll feel lighter when you're done.
All of the hands on the clock say
that it's getting late.
And you've been hanging around in the same old place.
But the clouds, the clouds of day bring
this spot on the stage.
And look when the man is calling for a pouring.
So cry your eyes out pretty baby,
hold my hand and trot your tongue.
Oh, it's been heavy round you lately,
and you'll feel lighter when you're done.
The lightning strikes every minute in this place, in this place, in this place.
And it would be a miracle if we get out of here unscathed.
All of the fortune-tellers say that it looks like rain.
So cry your eyes out pretty baby,
hold my hand and trot your tongue.
Oh, it's been heavy round you lately,
and you'll feel lighter when you're done
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