Don't need a crystal ball
For me to see clearly
No astrology or Tarot cards
Watch and see an end
And holding my breath
To face the daily news
Scares me to death
I'm pessimistic
I'm so fatalistic
I'm pessimistic
I don't believe a thing
I'm pessimistic
I'm so nihlistic
I'm pessimistic
For what tomorrow brings
I can't hear a word you say
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I like being sick this way
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Everybody's mind is badly infected
Everybody feeds the parasite
Everything is dark so why not accept it?
Everything is far more black than white
I'm pessimistic
I'm so fatalistic
I'm pessimistic
I don't believe a thing
I'm pessimistic
I'm so pissedoffistic
I'm pessimistic
Of what tomorrow brings
I can't hear a word you say
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I like feeling sick this way
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm pessimistic
I'm so fatalistic
I'm pessimistic
I don't believe a thing
I'm pessimistic
I'm so nihlistic
I'm pessimyistic
Of what tomorrow brings
I can't hear a word you say
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I like being sick this way
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I can't hear a word you say
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
I like feeing sick this way
So shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Writer(s): Bob Marlette, Alice Cooper
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