Destiny Craze
It's going to be one of those days
Let's read my cards and fortune today
I need my fix to see me on my way
Let's all clamour for our destiny craze
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
Got so many problems think I've gone insane
Give me absolution let me say Amen
Now I've got the strength to go again
Need some reassurance from those that's dead and gone
Who's around me now, is it my special one
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
Could there be love for me I can write upon a tree
Mr Medium what do you get, is it someone just for me
Four cakes a penny and a bun it's in the stars I must have won
Euromillions now, don't have to put up with the minions
Must be the Irish Lottery or say goodbye to the pottery
Oh the clamour for the destiny craze
The pretty ones, the ones that over cologne
So so sad to see these are so much alone
I know that I'm ill and going insane
I haven't typed Amen to the latest chain
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
Let's read my cards and fortune today
I need my fix to see me on my way
Let's all clamour for our destiny craze
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
Got so many problems think I've gone insane
Give me absolution let me say Amen
Now I've got the strength to go again
Need some reassurance from those that's dead and gone
Who's around me now, is it my special one
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
Could there be love for me I can write upon a tree
Mr Medium what do you get, is it someone just for me
Four cakes a penny and a bun it's in the stars I must have won
Euromillions now, don't have to put up with the minions
Must be the Irish Lottery or say goodbye to the pottery
Oh the clamour for the destiny craze
The pretty ones, the ones that over cologne
So so sad to see these are so much alone
I know that I'm ill and going insane
I haven't typed Amen to the latest chain
Cross my palm with lots of silver, conjure up your cousin Hilda
Cross my palm with lots of gold, now you'll live till you are old
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Writer(s): Darryl Atherton
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