Pussy Galore's Flying Circus - Strange Bones

oooh ooh ooh

oooh ooh ooh

I love your bed

your voodoo child gonna grown up mad

so rude, you think you’re falling through

and who’s gonna be there

well it won’t be you

shot down, shot down, shot down

got my attention, well now he’s dead

all these gold stops, rolling down the hill

if you can taste the trouble then you can make it real

oooh ooh ooh

my life’s a bore, it’s a bore on your mind

oooh ooh ooh

run to the jungle

see what you can find

oooh ooh ooh

my life’s a bore, it’s a bore on your mind

oooh ooh ooh

wave your hands in the jungle

we’ll see what you can find

(solo)

I love your smell

waiting for the show ride

down to hell

it’s gonna blow, tic-tic boom

and I was sitting every day down there in my blues

your powder in my eye

watch rme live, they all watch me die

I think away, on the platform

but my vision sits alone

oooh ooh ooh

my life’s a bore, it’s a bore on your mind

oooh ooh ooh

run to the jungle, see what you can find

oooh ooh ooh

my life’s a bore, it’s a bore on your mind

oooh ooh ooh

Won’t you run to the jungle, see what you can find

YEAH

Run them down