F.A.T.E. - Knock On Wood lyrics

Whoo! Well, television, shelter me Beers, beers and booze I was there with Luther, I agree with Marx But I don't know what channel to choose On the barricades with a remote control And a mind of twisted steel Looking for a revolution there And a three-dimensional meal Better knock on wood My mind ain't working too good I better knock on wood I think I would if I could Well, there's more to it than meets the eye When I'm surfing on the wave That carries me from channel four Straight into the grave And I say, loose lips sink ships Keep clear of that propeller Got a bad, bad case of amnesia Don't need no fortuneteller Better knock on wood My mind ain't working too good I better knock on wood I think I would if I could Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock! Oh, six feet beneath cornflakes, powder and pills I will find peace, I hope "Stay tuned, my friends" will be the writing Of my tombstone made out of soap Better knock on wood My mind ain't working too good I better knock on wood I think I would if I could Better knock on wood I better knock on wood I better knock on wood (I, I, I) I better knock on wood I better knock on wood I better knock on wood I better knock on wood I better knock on wood, ow!