Letras:Stereophonics. You Gotta Go There To Come Back. Madame Helga.

Mary, Mary, where you been?
You've been out all night, you ain't got no sleep
I've been dancing in the hills at a place I know
She said and that?s the place where the fire flies glow

Had to slap my white face
Pulled my head from the clouds
And I kept buying, lying, flying, relying and dying
To know what spins her world around

Good morning, I missed ya but ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller, today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour, we fought my forty eighth fight
Madam Helga?s folly, is where I spent last night

She's been married not once, not twice but three
And that's the livin' lovin' woman, I want me to be
There were pictures and paintings of freaks like me
So I drank with my devil for my company

Had to slap my white face
Pulled my head from the clouds
And I kept buying, lying, flying, relying and dying
To know what spins her world around

Good morning, I missed ya but ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller, today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour, we fought my forty eighth fight
Madam Helga?s folly, is where I spent last night

Good morning, I missed ya but ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller, today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour, we fought my forty eighth fight
Madam Helga?s folly, is where I spent last night