Malcolm Cecil - Superstition lyrics

Very superstitious, writing's on the wall Very superstitious, ladders about to fall Thirteen month old baby, broke the looking gla** 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 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 That you don't understand Then you suffer Superstition ain't the way Very superstitious, nothing more to say Very superstitious, the devil's on his way Thirteen month old baby, broke the looking gla** 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