On Your Own

Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges

The sound of magic music in his ears

Videoed by a busload of tourists

Shiny shell suits 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-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 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 ('Cause 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, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops)

Then you're on your own ('Cause 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, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops)