Artist: live
Song: turn my head
Album: Secret Samadhi
Year: 1997
Anyone, caught in your mystery
Keep it angry, keep it whispy
I've fallen down, drunk on your juices
Turn my head
Turn my head
It's aimed at you
Funky temple, your dress is torn to shreds
Your eyes are crazy, I bowed to save my head and
I can't forget you, but I can't remember
Turn my head
Turn my head
It's aimed at you
Turn my head
Turn my head
It's aimed at you, baby, baby
Oh no, we came to love you all day
These bastards are leavin', somebody's got to stay
Whatever we called you, just a name, just a name
Turn my head
(Turn my head)
Turn my head
It's aimed at you, yeah, now
Turn my head
(Turn my head)
Turn my head
It's aimed at you
It's aimed at you