You’re feeling tired I know three is a crowd 
but if I bring her on the ready they’ll be fine for now
Man I can’t help it I’m just always in the middle 
leave the bottle in the evening hang with demons on the weekend

After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] should be easy
After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] should be easier

(Gotta, gotta, gotta get out if you wanna get it)

Follow down to the red bouncing ball 
as you bounce round the galaxy came back to us all
little bit of nerve and the outer space 
its gotta destroy before it creates

After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] should be easy
After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] will be easier

I’m the golden baby boy 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 [bad word] demons for the weekend

After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] should be easy
After you I don’t know what I believe in
After you, [bad word] will be easier

Tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand
I’m atomic man, I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand