The Cult - Breathe (you Bastard)
I Don't Want To Be Myself,
Yeah Baby,
I Just Want To Run,
You Gotta' Breathe You Bastard, Breathe
Oh Yeah,
You Gotta' Breathe You Bastard, Breathe
Straight Into The Sun.
Ow!
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
I Shot The Sun,
His Tear A Gun,
I Shot The Sun,
His Tear A Gun Baby!
I Don't Want To Be Myself,
Yeah Baby,
I Just Want To Run,
You Gotta' Breathe You Bastard, Breathe
Oh Yeah,
You Gotta' Breathe You Bastard, Breathe
Straight Into The Sun.
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
I Shot The Sun,
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
His Tear A Gun,
I Shot The Sun Baby,
His Tear A Gun.
A Fact Of Life For All To See,
That Every Part's
A Part Of Me.
A Fact Of Life For All To See,
That Every Part's
A Part Of Me.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhh!
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
And I Shot The Sun,
And I Shot The Sun,
And I Shot The Sun, Baby!
And I Shot The Sun.
Oh Yeah!
Breathe You Bastard, Breathe
Fifty-five Thousand Flowers For The Hero,
Scattered At His Feet To Satisfy His Ego.
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