Look into the wailing wall
Tell me what you see
Is there anyone out there?
Look into your tea cup
Tell me what you read
Is there anyone out there?
Should be counted, should be whole
Should be ransom for some soul
Need connection, need connection
Need connection
Look into the crystal ball
Tell me what you see
Is there anyone out there?
Stick it to the voodoo doll
Tell me if it bleeds
Is there anyone out there?
Should be counted, should be whole
Should be ransom for some soul
Need connection, need connection
Need connection
Oooooh, yeah
Oooooh, yeah
On the steps, singing for a friend
It's bagman backhand grand marcee
He's got a junta to parlez
A two time loser for a kill joy
In a last ditch in a jiff
He's got a sour note outta place, nervous face
In a trigger happy way
Sweatin' bullets all day
Make 'em, make 'em gang way
For the big enchilada
Yeah, yeah, and I'm crashing the gates
And I, I hear the whammy and I'm setting it straight, whoa
Should be counted, should be whole
Should be ransom for some soul
Need connection, need connection
Need connection, need connection
Oooooh, yeah
Oooooh, yeah, WHOOOOOA!
Oooooh, yeah
Oooooh, yeah
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