Shoving me so I will hear.
While I am so weak I kneel.
Begging she'll remind me.
But she says few words not free,
So I leave the drafty tent.
This will be a ten well spent.
Rub my hands with effort to read.
Between the lines...like you do.
Dealing with the faith healer.
And trusting in the palm reader.
Now is the time we must get on.
When the healer's not around.
Let me talk love to you now.
As if I could show you how.
You are wonderful, but nothing new.
The faith healer can do this too.
She arrives with warrant to close you down.
She's been around, sees through you.
With a warrant to close you down,
She's been around.