Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videod by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on and drinking lemonade
Now I got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a teepee in California
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
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cause 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
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cause 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
Cause then you're on your own
Then you're on your own
Then you're on your own
Then you're on your own