Paroles: Morcheeba. Ten Men.

Vacations in Europe
Sensational sins
We made the most of
Your inheritance

Come, you son of a gun
How can it be done
We're still on the run

Ten men
All rode into one
(Ten men... In one)
Ten men
In the prodigal son
(Whirlwind... Young man)
Ten men
All rode into one
(Ten men... In one)
Ten men
In the prodigal son
Ten men
(Whirlwind... Young man)
Ten men
Transcend

We're sitting pretty
Admiring the view
Indulging in pleasure
You can't take with you

Yes, I am obsessed
I must confess
Oh, I need a rest

Ten men
All rode into one
(Ten men... In one)
Ten men
In the prodigal son
(Whirlwind... Young man)
Ten men
All rode into one
(Ten men... In one)
Ten men
In the prodigal son
Ten men
(Whirlwind... Young man)

Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time
Life's too short this time

I need expirience
Like a teenager
All this exuberance
Let's grow up later
I need
Like a teenager
All this
Let's grow up later

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh