Lyrics Gilbert O'Sullivan

Gilbert O'Sullivan

Things That Go Bump In The Night

Some people tell you you're better off dead

Especially when you're in the very best of health

Me I don't understand why

Just like the din of those things

That go bump in the night

What does it matter

Who really cares

If you die tomorrow

All you get are prayers

If there's a God and there might

Maybe he's in with those things

That go bump in the night

Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm

The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm

You think, how incredible I never thought

How could anybody have so much power

But if on the other hand she says I fear

A bit of bad news in the coming year

You think what a load of rubbish this is

I don't know why I ever bothered with 'it

Who said we're human

Who called it sex

Who said that three fives

Are fifteen is correct

Some people tell you you're better off dead

Especially when you're in the very best of health

What makes a black man go white

Could be the din of those things that go bump in the night

Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm

The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm

You think, how incredible I never thought V

How could anybody have so much power

But if on the other hand she says I fear

A bit of bad news in the coming year

You think what a load of rubbish this is

I don't know why I ever bothered with it