The wind is screaming around the trees for my Psychocandy The world is spreading a strange disease for my Psychocandy Candy is the baddest seed She'll take you down and make you eat Her fish Her poison fish Is on her dish
Candy cannot hear or see She's in the place she needs to be She'll take the point to a sharpened blade And give you something warm to taste
And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (She's my Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (She's my Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (Psychocandy) And the world is turning 'round And on and on and on (Psycho)
