No Superstition - Aleksey Skvorcov

Superstition is Your modern eye With original skin And original lie Your modern shell Wants to feed itself You got elected now honey so What the hell Superstition is Your modern eye With original skin And original lie Your modern shell Wants to kill itself You got elected now honey so What the hell Superstition is Your modern eye With original skin And original lie Your modern shell Wants to feed itself You got elected now honey so What the hell

A cardboard head I see Has found its way to me It's out, and it's out, and it's out Making me cry I sleep, but I will not move I'm too scared to leave my room But I won't be defeated, oh no What if cards don't go my way Then it's sure to spoil my day But in voices loud and clear You say to me It's only superstition It's only your imagination It's only your other things that you fear And the things from which you can't escape Keep clean for the thousandth time Stand still and wait in line Some numbers are better than others, oh no What if cards don't go my way Then it's sure to spoil my day But in voices loud and clear You say to me It's only superstition It's only your imagination It's only your other things that you feel And the things which you cannot explain And it's making me cry And it's making me cry And I'm slipping away, love I'm slipping away It's only superstition Only your imagination It's only superstition Only superstition

Very superstitious Writing's on the wall Very superstitious Ladders bout' to fall 13 months old baby Broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck Good things in the past When you believe in things You don't understand You gonna suffer ahhhh Superstition aint the way Hey hey hey Very superstitious Shoes on table top Very superstitious We were all mixed up Walking over broomsticks Lying on the floor Loan me your umbrella Later after dark When you believe in things You don't understand You gonna suffer ahhhh Superstition ain't the way Hey hey hey

Yeh, yeh Very superstitious, writing's on the wall Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh Wash your face and hands Very superstitious, yeh, yeh Rid me of the problem, do all that you can Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong You don't wanna save me, sad is my song Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh Wash your face and hands Very superstitious, yeh, yeh You don't wanna save me, sad is my song Superstition ain't the way

Very superstitious, writing's on the wall, Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall, Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past. Oo When you believe in things that you don't understand, Then you suffer, Superstition ain't the way Very superstitious, wash your face and hands, Rid me of the problem, do all that you can, Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong, You don't wanna save me, sad is my song. When you believe in things that you don't understand, Then you suffer, Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh. Very superstitious, nothin' more to say, Very superstitious, the devil's on his way, Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass, Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past When you believe in things that you don't understand, Then you suffer, Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no Shut up!

Very superstitious Writing's on the wall Very superstitious Ladder's 'bout to fall 13-month-old baby Broke the looking glass Seven years of bad luck The good things in your past When you believe in things That you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way, yeah Ooh, very superstitious Wash your face and hands Rid me of the problem Do all that you can Keep me in a daydream Keep me going strong You don't want to save me Sad is my song When you believe in things You don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way, yeah Very superstitious Nothing more to say Very superstitious The devil's on his way 13-month-old baby Broke the looking glass Seven years of bad luck Good things in your past When you believe in things That you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way No, no, no