Bruce *****burn - Mystery Lyrics
You can't tell me there is no mysteryMysteryMysteryYou can't tell me there is no mysteryIt's everywhere I turnMoon over junk yard where the snow lies brightSnow lies brightSnow lies brightMoon over junk yard where the snow lies brightCan set my heart to burnStood before the shaman, I saw star-strewn spaceStar-strewn spaceStar-strewn spaceStood before the shaman, I saw star strewn spaceBehind the eye holes in his faceInfinity always gives me vertigoVertigoVertigoInfinity always gives me vertigoAnd fills me up with graceI was built on a Friday and you can't fix meYou can't fix meYou can't fix meI was built on a Friday and you can't fix meEven so I've done okaySo grab that last bottle full of gasolineGasolineGasolineGrab that last bottle full of gasolineLight a toast to yesterdayAnd don't tell me there is no mysteryMysteryMysteryAnd don't tell me there is no mysteryIt overflows my cupThis feast of beauty can intoxicateIntoxicateIntoxicateThis feast of beauty can intoxicateJust like the finest wineSo all you stumblers who believe love rulesBelieve love rulesBelieve love rulesCome all you stumblers who believe love rulesStand up and let it shineStand up and let it shine
