From the spirit world straight to the lonely,
a message from your one and only –
in death they must forget their name
and the very reason why you came!
Why couldn’t they have just dropped by
before you paid to see this guy?
This monetary medium;
this charlatan, this fucking scum.
There’s no other side,
there’s just you and me,
what we smell and taste
and hear and touch and see.
Look out ladies, here he comes,
upsetting all the single mums;
he knows what your babies need,
their tiny minds are his to read.
And Derek was just passing by
and popped in with a creepy lie.
Acorah, Edwards, Geller too:
fuck you and all your spooky crew.
There’s no Lord above,
there’s just me and you;
all we have is love,
and what we think and do.
And so, my friends,
I need only say this once:
You reap just what you sow,
and I wish death to all these cunts.