Lyrics:

psychic reader just a block away
are you feeling sore
palm readin just a walk away
and my feet are sore
were wearing starlight out
no burning my eye

lift your head up well read your thoughts
well read your palms
your stars and your feet and your shadows
god and she left him nothing
that poor boy
and the beautiful thing is they call it karma
yes they does

and they made everything
the brightness and your shadows and your shallow heart
doh! turn right
you went the wrong way
there aint no one there
but Ill let you read my hand
Ill cross your palm
and give you silver love

well here we are
at last