[Lyric] Magic 8-Ball (Head (Punk))

I used to have trouble making up my mind
Then I looked in the ball, and what did I find?
All my troubles seemed to disappear
Now that the magic 8-ball is here

The magic 8-ball's the future, and Ouija is the past
And that nostalgia trip just ain't gonna last
If you're getting sick of communicating with the dead
Try the action of the magic 8-ball instead

I never worry about making plans
'Cause it's all in the magic 8-ball's hands
The answer appears through the purple haze
And that's what I'm doing for the next few days

If I wanna ask a girl out on a date
I leave it to the magic 8-ball's fate
Sometimes yes, "It's decidedly so"
"Ask again later," then I won't go

The magic 8-ball's the future, and Ouija is the past
And that nostalgia trip just ain't gonna last
If you're getting sick of communicating with the dead
Try the action of the magic 8-ball instead