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B E F#7Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
B E F#7The sound of magic music in his ears
B A E F#7Videoed by a bus load of tourists
B E F#7Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade.
Now, I've 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.
CHORUS
So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
I'll eat parole, get gold card soul
My 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
VERSE
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 I've jumped into space
I'm in outer space.
CHORUS
So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
I'll eat parole, get gold card soul
My 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
My 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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