Things That Go b**p in the Night Lyrics

Some people tell you you're better off dead
Especially when you're in the very best of health
Me I don't understand why
Just like the din of those things
That go b**p in the night
What does it matter
Who really cares
If you die tomorrow
All you get are prayers
If there's a God and there might
Maybe he's in with those things
That go b**p in the night

Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm
The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm
You think, how incredible I never thought
How could anybody have so much power
But if on the other hand she says I fear
A bit of bad news in the coming year
You think what a load of rubbish this is
I don't know why I ever bothered with 'it
Who said we're human
Who called it s**
Who said that three fives
Are fifteen is correct
Some people tell you you're better off dead
Especially when you're in the very best of health

What makes a black man go white
Could be the din of those things that go b**p in the night

Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm
The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm
You think, how incredible I never thoughtV How could anybody have so much power
But if on the other hand she says I fear
A bit of bad news in the coming year
You think what a load of rubbish this is
I don't know why I ever bothered with it