Blur — On Your Own Mario Caldato Jr. Mix

Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges The sound of magic music in his ears Videoed by a bus load of tourists Shiny shell suits on and drinking lemonade Well 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 Take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, I'm not that bad No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla I dream to riot, 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 еnd You're on your own And you're on your own Well, wе 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" 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 And then you're on your own Lalalala lalalala Lalalala lalala Lalalala lalalala Lalalala lalala Lalala Lalala So take me home, don't leave me alone (Lalala) I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad (Lalala) 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)