Self-Fulfilling Prophecy Blues Songtext
von Long Tall Jefferson

The times will not get easier just ′cause you know they're gonna last
Once the days went by so slowly now the weeks are rushing past
You run behind the time it′s such an everyday malaise
You hope it's not gonna stay this way, you hope it's just a phase

Sometimes you feel it in the morning when the percolator steams
You′ve paved your way to boredom when you sacrificed your dreams
For some nine to five distraction and a bigger salary
Always on the go, always on the leave

Come the day you find yourself with an invisible disease
Smothered by a bunch of self-fulfilling prophecies
And you need someone who knows you well, you need someone who cares
And you run to your lover and your lover says:

Hey Darling, where′ve you been so long?


And you say:
Oh, honey, I love you so but I think there's something wrong
I feel my heart is being choked and my good spirits are all gone
And she pats your back and strokes your hair and takes you in her arms
And says: Oh don′t you worry, baby, it's just a false alarm

Come the day you wake from a stabbing pain within your heart
You think: This is the end! Or is it just the start?
And you need someone to help you now, you need someone who cares
And you run to the doctor and the doctor says:

Hey Darling, where′ve you been so long?

And you say:
I think I had a heart attack, Doc, will I soon be gone?
And he sends you through the X-Ray and he says: There's nothing wrong!
But how can you trust a doctor when you know so well yourself
Another state of mind defines another state of health, yeah yeah

(Fade Out)