The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
The Adicts
It's so late now
Where's that spark?
Help us out we're in the dark
Institute of correction
Point us in the right direction
I lost in a foreign land
Burning on the desert sand
We hitched a lift
On a camel train
Now we're heading for the rain
Wherever you go
We go a stray
Won't somebody show us the way
When the right road has been found
We will be homeward bound