Charlie M - Space

I can see Manson

He’s holding me to ransom

Gun to my feet

Now he wants to see me dancing

I can see Mickey Mouse

Sitting on a shrink’s couch

Tryin' to cure his hang up

'bout screwing little Minnie Mouse

I can see Madonna

Starin' down a shotgun

Now she doesn’t feel so sexy

Now she wants to be a nun

I can see George Best

Tryin' to give the drink a rest

Now he’s down the station

Failin' the blood test

Love is better

That your nine-to-five's and your GCSE’s

Love is better

Then your HIV or you university

Yeah Yeah Yeah (x4)

There goes Elvis

Looking for his pelvis

Colonel Tom has dug it up

And put it in for service

Over the hill comes Huckleberry Hound

Looking full of rabies and he’s heading into town

There goes Kennedy

Looking for a remedy

Soemone blew his head off

And now he’s in a cemetery

Mister Blonde said to Mister Blue

Who’s the cop

He said I haven’t got a clue