Atmospheric Bizarre
the ditch is waiting
it can’t be found on their maps
the guitar tuners sing that pussy galore song
I can't find my way back
the guitar tuners sing that pussy galore song
I can't find my way back
In the mangles of hair
just found me a bottle
you can run and be killed
you can run and be killed
I can't find my way back
bad times, worse times,
in a black-out room
in a black-out room
air is thinning
I can't find my way back
special people soak up fire
the message I received is gone
from a moving van
the message I received is gone
from a moving van
I can't find my way back
recalling,
breaking,
aching,
crying,
making sure
for it is a frolicking depression.
Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
for it is a frolicking depression.
Your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat
I can't find my way back
the ditch is waiting
it can’t be found on their maps
the guitar tuners sing that pussy galore song
If only I could find the Atmospheric Bizarre
the guitar tuners sing that pussy galore song
If only I could find the Atmospheric Bizarre