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Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges

The sound of magic music in his ears

Videoed by a bus load of tourists

Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade

Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order

From a man in a tee-pee in California

He said he once was that great game show performer


Then he blew all his money away, blew it all away

So take me home, don't leave me alone

I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla

I dream to riot, oh you should try it

I'll eat parole get gold card soul

Your joy of life is on a roll

And we'll all be the same in the end

Cos then you're on your own


Then you're on your own

Well, we all go happy day-glo in the discos

The sound of magic music in our brains

Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors

Says Lord, give me time, for I've jumped into space

I'm in outer space

So take me home, don't leave me alone

I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla


I dream to riot, oh you should try it

I'll eat parole get gold card soul

Your joy of life is on a roll

And we'll all be the same in the end

Cos then you're on your own

Then you're on your own

So take me home, don't leave me alone

I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla


I dream to riot, oh you should try it

I'll eat parole get gold card soul

Your joy of life is on a roll

And we'll all be the same in the end

Cos then you're on your own

Then you're on your own





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