BACK OF MY HAND

I hear a preacher On the corner Ranting like a crazy man He says there's trouble Trouble's a comin' I can read it like the back of my hand I see love I see misery Jammin' side by side On the stand In the wind Some mournful melody I can read it like the back of my hand I see dreams And I see visions Images I don't understand I see goyas And paranoias I can read it like the back of my hand Read it like the back of my hand Read it like the back of my hand Oh yeah, oh yeah Read it like the back of my hand