Ginger - There Is Something Wrong With My Mind lyrics

There is something wrong with my mind Arranging lives with strange new ladies He thinks that I am out to get me There is something wrong with my mind With my mind There is something wrong with my mind It never tires of its boredom with places Forgets the names and avoids the faces There is something wrong with my mind With my mind And the tongues they spit As the scales they tip In favour of dying With the lunatics But a hand holds on With a weakening grip As the cells cry out Under quivering lip Hallelujah, Eureka You reek of the cheap alternative Yet the band plays on in stolen time As the pendulum swings On a delicate vine As the celluloid spins inside my mind Like a golden wheel from a distant time But the song lives on forever There is something wrong with my mind Directing eyes both alive and jaded If they could cry they would cry at babies There is something wrong with my mind With my mind There is something wrong with my mind With little purpose and scant agenda It blows the wind into my stormy weather There is something wrong with my mind With my mind And the celtic eyes Scan the blood red skies Seeing hundreds of thousands of bridges fry As the cold regret of a history dies In a parallel instant an infant cries Hallelujah, Eureka We seek for a truth and it speaks in lies with the peace destroyed To a world at war We can finally wallow in the pain no more It's a far, far cry from the world we saw And sang about in mouths so ragged and raw But the song lived on forever