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      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)