Letra de On Your Own (Live At Peel Acres)
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 tee-pee in California Said he once was that great game show performer Then he blew all his money away Blew it all awaySo take me home Don't leave me alone I'm not that good But I'm not that bad No psycho killer Hooligan guerrillaI dream to riot Oh you should try it R.E. 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 'Cause then you're on your ownWell we all go high for day glow 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 spaceSo take me home Don't leave me alone I'm not that good But I'm not that bad No psycho killer Hooligan guerrillaI dream to riot Oh you should try it R.E. parole get gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the end Then you're on your ownSo take me home Don't leave me alone I'm not that good But I'm not that bad No psycho killer Hooligan guerrillaI dream to riot Oh you should try it R.E. parole get gold card soul My joy of life is on a roll And we'll all be the same in the endThen you're on your own Then you're on your own Then you're on your own Then you're on your own Your own Your own Your own Your ownOn your own Then you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Then you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own On your own On your own