B E F# E Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges B E F# E The sound of magic music in his ears B A E F# Videoded by a bus load of touristis B E F# E Shinny shellsuits 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 F# E Blew it all away Chorus: B So take me home E Don't leave alone F# I'm not that good E But I'm not that bad B No psycho killer E Hooligan gorilla F# I dream to riot E Oh you should try it B E I'll eat parole get gold card soul A F# My joy of life is on a roll B E F# E And we'll all be the same in the end B E F# E 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" Chorus - x2 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) | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E F# B |