Rhode Island - Gouranga

Don't you push me, I need to be alone
And don't you rush me, I need to be on my own
The phone-line crackles with hate
Overhead, satellites triangulate

I read it on the motorway
Call out Gouranga! be happy to today
Even when the words won't go away
And when we've nothing left to say
We'll whisper Gouranga and things will be OK
There's road ahead, the skies are looking grey
Oh, they're looking grey

The streetlights blind me, I've got to find me
A route to the middle of the road
I sold everything I ever owned
The phone-line crackles with hate
Overhead, satellites triangulates

I read it on the motorway
Call out Gouranga! be happy to today
Even when the words won't go away
And when we've nothing left to say
We'll whisper Gouranga and things will be OK
There's road ahead, the skies are looking grey

Written by:
Dave Brown, Jeff Johns, Will Turner

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