Текст песни Blur - On Your Own

Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music, in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shinny shell suits and drinking lemonade

Now I got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a tee pee in California
Said he once was a 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 gorilla
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 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 gorilla
I dream to riot, ooh 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
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 gorilla
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
Then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

Then you're on your own
Then you're on your own