Lyrics:

Youre feeling tired, I know three's a crowd
But if I bring along a friend itll be fine for now
Man I cant help it, Im just always in the middle
Leave the bottle in the evening, hang with demons on the weekend

After you, I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easy
After you, I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easier

(Really gotta, gotta, gotta get out if you wanna get in)

Follow down to the red bouncing ball
As you bounce round the galaxy, came back to us all
A little bit of nerve and the outer space
It's just gotta destroy before it creates

After you, I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easy
After you, I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell will be easier

Im the golden baby born into the center
Mother was a gun and I put nature to the beggars
Always talking but the kids never listen
They die in the eve and become demons for the weekend

After you I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell should be easy
After you I dont know what I believe in
After you, hell will be easier

The tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
Im atomic man
Im the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand