youlldancewiththereaper

My horoscope starts my day The priest says I should kneel and pray The Tarot reader says ‘sorry, but you’re through Better check yourself in To the tower of woo’  

A healer cleansed my vortex with Egyptian healing rods Had me swimming with dolphins: said my energy was clogged Told me to avoid any cure that was new The older the better In the tower of woo My macrobiotic diet won’t allow me any meat My reflexologist says it’s all in my feet And anything sweet is taboo Why is everybody smiling In the tower of woo? I beat drums in the forest, played the music of the spheres, Walked over burning coals to overcome my fears I was hoping for a miracle or two But at the end of the day it’s still dark In the tower of woo I said to Steve McQueen: how lonely does it get? Steve McQueen hasn’t answered yet But I hear him sipping his homeopathic brew A hundred floors above me In the tower of woo You can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll It stimulates my aura, helps me to recall A previous lifetime when my chakras were blue And you tried to cure me with needles In the tower of woo I met a man who bent a spoon with his mind At least that’s what he told me when I said I was blind If I disagreed, he said he’d sue Lawyers are hungry In the tower of woo

Now you can say that I’ve grown bitter but of this you may be sure The psychics have their channels in the bedrooms of the poor I hear a mighty judgment’s coming, but I don’t think it’s true There’s hundred dollar bills blowing in the halls Of the tower of woo

I see you standing on the other side Don’t teleport me to where your last patient died The tower’s not so bad when you are blind Incense burns in moxibustion cups I’m mesmerized by your therapeutic touch But I still feel like I’m running out of time