He knows, you know
He knows, you knowProblems problems, problems problemsLight switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall
Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of a china bowl
You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head
You should have listened to the priest at the confession
When he offered you the sacred bread He knows you know, he knows you know
He knows you know, but he's got problems Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind
Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind
You've got venom in you stomach, you've got poison in your head
When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened
You were walking with the dead He knows you know, he knows you know, he knows you know
He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows you know
But he's got problems, problems, problemsHe knows… slash wrist, scarlet fever, crawled under yourbathroom door
Pumping arteries ooze their problems through the gap that therazor tore
You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head
You should have listened to your analyst's questions
When you lay on his leather bed He knows you know, he knows you know
He knows you know, but he's got problems Blank eyes, purple fever, streaming through the frosted pane
You learned your lesson far too late from the links in a chemistchain
You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head
You should have stayed at home and talked with father
Listen to the lies he fed He knows you know, he knows you know,
He knows you know, but he's got problems
He knows you know, he knows you know, he knows you know
He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows you know
You know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know
Composição: Derek William Dick / Diz Minnitt / Mark Kelly / Mick Pointer / Pete Trewavas / Steve Rothery.
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