Space - Charlie M. lyrics

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 Tryin' to cure his hang up 'bout screwing little Minnie mouse I can see Madonna starin' at a shotgun Now she doesn't feel so s**y Now she wants to become a nun I can see George Best Tryin' to give the drink a rest Now he 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 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah 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 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 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah 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 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah...