A copper ?? I see has found its way to me,
Its old and its old and its old
Making me cry.
I sleep but I will not move,
Too scared to leave my room
But I wont be defeated, oh no.
What if cars dont go my way?
And its sure to spoil my day.

But in voices loud and clear you say to me
"Its only superstition.
Its only your imagination,
Its only all of the things that you fear
and the things from which you can’t escape."
Keep clean for the thousandth time
Stand still and wait and line.
Some numbers are badder than others, oh no.
What if cars dont go my way?
And its sure to spoil my day
But in voices loud and clear you say to me
"Its only superstition.
Its only your imagination
Its only all of the things that you fear
and the things from which you cannot expect."

But its making me cry, and its making me cry
And Im slipping away and Im slipping away
Its only superstition, only your imagination
Its only superstition, only superstition.