Lyrics as per the printed lyrics included on the vinyl insert. In other words, the correct, full lyrics.
you're feeling tired
I know threes a crowd
but if I bring along a friend it'll be fine for now
man I can't help it
im just always in the middle
read the bible in the evening
hang with demons on the weekend
After you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell should be easy
after you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell should be easier
Gotta gotta gotta get out,
if you want to get it
Follow that little red bouncing ball
as it bounced round the galaxy
came back to us all
the little bit he learned about outer space
is its gotta destroy before it creates
After you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell should be easy
after you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell will be easier
Im the golden baby
born into the center
mother was a gun and i fed nature to the beggars
Always talkin
but the kids never listen
they die in the evening
become Demons for the weekend
After you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell should be easy
after you I dont know what I believe in
after you hell will be ewill
Tides that take the sand
im atomic man
im the moon that pulls
the tides that take the sand
Lyrics as per the printed lyrics included on the vinyl insert. In other words, the correct, full lyrics.
you're feeling tired I know threes a crowd but if I bring along a friend it'll be fine for now
man I can't help it im just always in the middle read the bible in the evening hang with demons on the weekend
After you I dont know what I believe in after you hell should be easy after you I dont know what I believe in after you hell should be easier
Gotta gotta gotta get out, if you want to get it
Follow that little red bouncing ball as it bounced round the galaxy came back to us all the little bit he learned about outer space is its gotta destroy before it creates
After you I dont know what I believe in after you hell should be easy after you I dont know what I believe in after you hell will be easier
Im the golden baby born into the center mother was a gun and i fed nature to the beggars
Always talkin but the kids never listen they die in the evening become Demons for the weekend
After you I dont know what I believe in after you hell should be easy after you I dont know what I believe in after you hell will be ewill
Tides that take the sand im atomic man im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand