On Your Own (Mario Caldato Jr. Mix) Blur

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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 shell suits on and drinking lemonade
Well 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

Take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, 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 еnd
You're on your own
And you're on your own

Well, wе 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"