He Knows, You Know

He knows, you know, he knows, you know Problems, problems, problems, problems Light switch, yellow fever, crawling up your bathroom wall Singing psychedelic praises to the depths of a china bowl You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have listened to the priest at the confession When he offered you the sacred bread He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know but he's got problems Fast feed, crystal fever, swarming through a fractured mind Chilling needles freeze emotion, the blind shall lead the blind You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head When your conscience whispered, the vein lines stiffened You were walking with the dead He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know He's got experience, he's got experience He knows, you know but he's got problems, problems, problems, problems Problems, problems He knows; slashed wrists, scarlet fever, crawl under your bathroom door Pumping arteries ooze their problems through the gap that the razor tore You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have listened to your analyst's questions When you lay on his leather bed He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know but he's got problems Blank eyes, purple fever, streaming through the frosted panes You learned your lesson far too late from the links in the chemist chain You've got venom in your stomach, you've got poison in your head You should have stayed at home and talked with father Listen to the lies he fed He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know but he's got problems He knows, you know, he knows, you know, he knows, you know He's got experience, he's got experience, he knows, you know You know, you know, you know, you know, you know, you know