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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