On Your Own

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, Ive got a funny feeling which I bought mail order

From a man in a tee-pee, california.

He said he once was the great game show performer

Then he blew all his money away,

Blew it all away.



So take me home, dont leave me alone

Im not that good, but Im not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla

I dream to riot, oh you should try it

R. e. perot, get gold card soul

My joy of life is on a roll

And well all be the same in the end

Cos then youre on your own

Then youre on your own



Well, we all go happy day glow in the disco

The sound of magic music in our brains

Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors

Says lord, give me time, for Ive jumped into space

Im in outer space.



So take me home, dont leave me alone

Im not that good, but Im not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla

I dream to riot, oh you should try it

R. e. perot, get gold card soul

My joy of life is on a roll

And well all be the same in the end

Cos then youre on your own







So take me home, dont leave me alone

Im not that good, but Im not that bad

No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla

I dream to riot, oh you should try it

R. e. perot, get gold card soul

My joy of life is on a roll