Текст песни Mail Order Mystics - John Mayall

You got some money child and I got mine
Don't say you're this heavy if you ain't tried mine
So shake up your silver, god at your crime
I 'll save your celebration if you buy my time

Don't tell me about your troubles baby I got mine
When all I wanna talk about, is loving you blind

Don't tell me death is easy when I'm dying so slow,
Go tell him to your doctor what you're paying for
It's an all one here be rolling, round on the floor
They say that I don't hear I just don't listen no more

So you can go ahead and shoot yourself, I don't mind
When all I wanna talk is loving you blind.

I can connect go out and see the stars at night
When I'm asking someone lucky having seen them right
Mail order mystics never had it so good
You go ahead and listen like I knew your world

But how this conversation lay by my side
When all I wanna talk about is loving you blind