Psychic Rainy Nights - Seafood

There’s no operation Joe

There’s no operation Joe

You’ve got no license for you to kill

And I’ve got no memory of this

I’ve got no memory of this

I don’t think that I have full control

I’ll stop, when my cup is full

Seems so far away

And I’m not quite through

And I’m not quite through

State I’m Falling

State whatever you might say

He hides in my head, all the time

I saw you checking me out

I sense what you’re about

But you’re welcome

In my domicile

So come on, take a snap

A polaroid for the rack

To make you feel good

Like I knew it would

I’ll stop, when my cup is full

It seems so far away

And I’m not quite through

I’m not quite through

State I’m falling

State whatever you might say

He hides in my head, all the time

I’m in a state I’m falling

State whatever you might say

He hides in my head, all the time

And I have all the time

And I have all the time

And I’m looking for a fight

And I have all the time

Hoping things will be ok

And I have all the time

And I trust we’ll both be fine

On this psychic rainy night

The rise and fall of something slowly

As we move on to keep you going

The rise and fall of something slowly

As we move on to keep you going

We endorse you

We endorse you

Psychic rainy, psychic rainy

Psychic rainy, psychic rainy

State.