On Your Own (Walter Wall Mix)

Lyrics
[Intro] Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na [Interlude] Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na [Hook] You're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops [Interlude] La, la-la, la-la La, la-la, la-la Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na [Hook] Yes, you're on your own (La, la-la) 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops (La-la) Yes, you're on your own (La, la-la) 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops (La-la) Yes, you're on your own (La, la-la) 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops (La-la) (La, la-la, la-la) [Interlude] Na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na Na, na-na-na, na-na-na Na, na-na-na, na-na-na-na Na, na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na [Hook] Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops [Interlude] Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na [Hook] Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the (Beat stops) [Verse 1] Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges The sound of magic music in his ears Videoed by a busload of tourists Shiny shell suits on 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 Threw it all away [Chorus] So take me home, don't leave me alone I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad No psycho killer, the 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 Then you're on your own [Interlude] La, la-la-la, la-la-la-la La, la-la-la, la-la-la [Verse 2] We all 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) [Interlude] La, la-la, la-la La, la-la, la-la Na, na-na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na [Hook] Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops Yes, you're on your own 'Cause you're on your own when the beat stops [Bridge] Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) Na, na-na, na-na (Yes, you're on your own, 'cause you're on your own when the beat stops) [Interlude] Na, na-na Na, na-na, na-na [Instrumental Outro]
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Credits
- Writers
- Damon Albarn
- Alex James
- Dave Rowntree
- Graham Coxon