Virgo (Aargh! Why do people believe in all this superstition nonsense. It's all a big marketing ploy to squeeze the last pennies out of us! It's rubbish, total rubbish!!!) Horseshoes and black cats are just a state of mind You'll discover that white heather's not sublime Hearing footsteps of a rabbit's foot that's dead Ladders are for labourers, not Mystic Meg You make your own luck So keep your head up, and drive Romeo admitted he was fortune's fool Proving Shakespeare's man would always have a fault Aren't you taking the salt thing a bit too far Drown out the whispers of the voices that write stars You make your own luck So shut up, and drive chorus I always said I had my suspicions But that don't mean I had to act them out I let you go on acting like a jerk Say how you see me? I won't let you know Cause you live by superstition I always said I had my suspicions But that don't mean I had to act them out I let you go on acting like a jerk Say how you see me? I won't let you know Cause you live by superstition |