Charles Douglas - Game Over lyrics
[Charles Douglas - Game Over lyrics]
Leaping little bald man
Running 'round the ashram
He dropped acid when he was twelve
It blew his mind but he's doing well
Leaping little old man
Running 'round the ashram
He's drinking his own home brew
He's rolling joints, he'll roll one for you
Nobody tells him what year it is
He's stuck in '68 the seasons came too late
He doesn't really know what to do
He lives his life in a chemical stew
Leaping little madman
Running 'round the ashram singing Penny Lane
In tune but so insane
Nobody tells him what year it is
Running 'round the ashram
He dropped acid when he was twelve
It blew his mind but he's doing well
Leaping little old man
Running 'round the ashram
He's drinking his own home brew
He's rolling joints, he'll roll one for you
Nobody tells him what year it is
He's stuck in '68 the seasons came too late
He doesn't really know what to do
He lives his life in a chemical stew
Leaping little madman
Running 'round the ashram singing Penny Lane
In tune but so insane
Nobody tells him what year it is
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