Space - Charlie M Lyrics

[Lyrics Space - Charlie M] 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 screwin' little Minnie Mouse I can see Madonna Starin' at a shotgun Now she doesn't feel so sexc Now she wants to be a nun I can see George Best Tryin' ta give the drink a rest Now he's down the station Failin' a blood test Love is better Than your nine-to-five's and You GCSE's Love is better Than your HIV or your universities Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah There goes Elvis Lookin' 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 Lookin' for a remedy Someone 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 Than your nine-to-five's and You GCSE's Love is better Than your HIV or your universities Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Love is better Than your nine-to-five's and You GCSE's Love is better Than your HIV or your universities Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Love is better Than your nine-to-five's and You GCSE's Love is better Than your HIV or your universities Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah