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Blur

On Your Own

  britpop  rock  indie  alternative  british
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Holy man tiptoed his way across the GangesThe sound of magic music in his earsVideoed by a bus load of touristsShiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade.Now, I`ve got a funny feeling which I bought mail orderFrom a man in a tee-pee, California.He said he once was the great game show performerThen he blew all his money away,Blew it all away.So take me home, don`t leave me aloneI`m not that good, but I`m not that badNo psycho killer, hooligan guerillaI dream to riot, oh you should try itR. E. Perot, get gold card soulMy joy of life is on a rollAnd we`ll all be the same in the endCos then you`re on your ownThen you`re on your ownWell, we all go happy day glow in the discosThe sound of magic music in our brainsSomeone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrorsSays Lord, give me faith, for I`ve jumped into spaceI`m in outer space.So take me home, don`t leave me aloneI`m not that good, but I`m not that badNo psycho killer, hooligan guerillaI dream to riot, oh you should try itR. E. Perot, get gold card soulMy joy of life is on a rollAnd we`ll all be the same in the endCos then you`re on your ownThen you`re on your ownSo take me home, don`t leave me aloneI`m not that good, but I`m not that badNo psycho killer, hooligan guerillaI dream to riot, oh you should try itR. E. Perot, get gold card soulMy joy of life is on a rollAnd we`ll all be the same in the endCos then you`re on your ownThen you`re on your own (to end)

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