The American Lite - Julian Cope

I’m gonna douse myself in holy water

Got the fever inside

I’m gonna drown myself in holy water

Got the fever, it won’t die

Fact my love is stronger now

And my life is leaving jail

She’s got a love, it’s getting wide and bright

Concentric circles running to the American lite

It’s calling out now

Ha-ha, he-he, take that, baby, ha-ha, he-he

And then she zaps me with her keen, keen love

And then I rinse myself in holy water

Watch the fever rise

I wanna live beside my favourite daughter, yeah

My American lite

Sometimes I write a new song and I’m looking for approval

Does it sound like the elevators

Will it sound more of …

(We can’t come to the phone right now)

(But if you leave your name and number)

(We'll probably get back to you)

Probably get back to you

I stand outside

I put on my best phoney American accent

I cry «Let me in, let me in»

Ha-ha, he-he, take that, baby, ha-ha, he-he

And then she zaps me with her keen, keen love

Oh, I’ll drown myself in holy water

I watch the fever rise

And I will turn my face to watch the princess moon

Raising high above queen mother Earth

Take my life, take my life

Thatt my love is stronger now

Have lovers ever been before

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Calling out now

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite

Concentric circles running to the American lite