Текст: The Cult. All Souls Avenue.

Woke up this morning, my head felt like a war zone
A mess of excess last night
If I get to the weekend
I'm sure I'll find paradise, oh, yeah

Jesus' symbol is spinnin' 'round my head
Do you know my karma is cut up into shreds?
I've been searchin' for such a long time
I need that peace of mind, peace of mind, yeah

All the time I wonder
Where can I find this place?
All the time I wonder
Did I ever fall from your grace?

I got up this morning, my head felt like a war zone
A mess of excess last might
I know if I get to this weekend
I'm sure I'm gonna find paradise, oh, yeah

Jesus' symbol is spinnin' 'round my head
Do you know my karma is cut up into shreds?
I've been searchin' for such a long time
I need that peace of mind, peace of mind, oh, yeah