- Votes:
- Composers:
- Ian Robert Astbury
- Michael Leslie Jones
- Marty Frederiksen
- William Henry Duffy
 
- See also:
The Cult - Breathe (you Bastard) lyrics
I don't wanna be myself
 Yeah, baby I just wanna run
 You gotta breathe you bastard, breathe
 Whoa yea, breathe you bastard, breathe
 Straight into the sun, ohh
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 I shot the sun
 This tear of God
 I shot the sun, baby
 I don't wanna be myself
 Well, baby I just wanna run, ohh
 You gotta breathe you bastard, breathe
 Whoa yea, breathe, you bastard, breathe
 Straight into the sun
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 I shot the sun, ohh, yea yea yea yea
 This tear of God, this tear of God
 I shot the sun baby, ohhThe Cult - Breathe (you Bastard) - http://motolyrics.com/the-cult/breathe-you-bastard-lyrics.html
 This tear of God
 A fact of life for all to see
 That every heart's a part of me
 A fact of life for all to see
 That every heart's a part of me
Whoa whoa yea yea whoa yea
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego
 And I shot the sun
 And I shot the sun
 And I shot the sun, baby
 And I shot the sun, ohh yea
 Ohh yea, I shot the sun, whoa
 Breathe you bastard, breathe
 Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero
 Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego









