Storm - Andrew Neil

Storm clouds in my head head head head head head

A gypsy took my palm and read read she read read she read read

Storm clouds in my head head head head head head head

A gypsy took my palm and read read she read read she read

So tell me you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

If its sad it’s probably true

God won’t be mad at you

Storm clouds they burst

The flower quenches it’s thirst

It’s thirst

Full moon over head head head head head head

A gypsy took my palm and read read she read read she read read

Full moon over head head head head head head

A gypsy took my palm and read read she read read she read

So tell me you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you read babe

Tell me what you read

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me what you

Tell me tell me tell me what you

Man in the moon so alone

Make every moment your throne

And if its sad its probably true

God won’t be, God won’t be God won’t be

Ma ma mad at you