Gone Guru

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    Well he ain't my boy but the brother is heavy
    Gave away my possessions and moved into a chevy
    Van, yeah that's the masterplan
    Drive into the woods and eat corn out the can

    Yeah I gave it all away, the hard rock band
    The groupies the booze, the all night jams
    Now all these fans, asking where did he go?

    Meditating on a rock letting go of the ego
    So rappin with the squirrels is the way of the mountain
    They took half my nuts and berries
    And riddled who's counting?
    Bit my finger with the truth, the blood was spouting
    Now my cup overfloweth, just like a fountain

    Seen birds in the sky, trees inbetween
    Grubs in the ground, it was so serene
    The sky was blue, yeah the grass was green
    And that's three square meals if you know what I mean

    So now I wake up every morning with a fat cup of piss
    My third eyes open so give me some Swiss Miss
    Saw a thirty foot fairy walking down your street
    Though I was down with God I had to yell retreat

    Because I gone guru so cut the ballyhoo
    Rock the tamborines and the didgeridoo
    Set the animals free from the pimpin zoo
    And I'll elevate your mind like airplane glue

    Because I gone guru so cut the ballyhoo
    Rock the tamborines and the didgeridoo
    Set the animals free from the pimpin zoo
    And I'll elevate your mind like airplane glue

    Out in the desert on a three day stint
    I had a revelation and I made a mint
    So take a hint and won't you join the club
    Send your wife to my hut for the body rub

    Pumpin' Metal Guru in the Subaru
    Four wheel drive to the commune
    Pick up the crew

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    And we out to the zen monastery on the prairie
    Where I milk the holy cow but quit the dairy
    Snowboarding with the yeti eating vegi spaghetti
    Don't have to live like no refuge, peace to Tom Petty!
    Ready, steady, spiritually grow
    Til I found out my boy worked for the COINTELPRO

    Gram, damn now I got's to scram
    And start handing out my leaflets in bethlehem
    Cause the bibles played out so I'm writing a new text
    We are all one, so what's the problem with group sex!?

    And so many children want to join the fold
    (Mike Love on line two) Put that sucker on hold!
    And shine, to thine own self be true
    They can't tell you what to do when you've gone guru

    Yeah shine, to thine own self be true
    They can't tell you what to do when you've gone guru
    You got to shine! To thine own self be true
    They can't tell you what to do when you've gone guru

    Gone guru in my new Nehru
    So rock the tamborines and the didgeridoo
    I'll deliver whover pays what's due
    That's nine for me and one for you

    Gone guru in my new Nehru
    So rock the tamborines and the didgeridoo
    I'll deliver whover pays what's due
    That's nine for me and one for you

    Aw yeah, we got it going on and it's strong up in here tonight
    We got that incense, burning! We got them peacock feathers, tickling!
    We got all that cuckoo karma connection, that you can use
    So come on people, get with the program, we can get this together
    Tonight!

    Too many wives for Ohio they were looking to try me
    So I got twelve divorces said: Aloha Hawaii
    Arrived without traveling they lost my bags
    Another trial for my people, don't scratch the jag!

    You know they say hang loose, but they really don't mean it!
    Deported me to Rio and you watched it on CNET
    New, chumps had me singing the blues
    Til thirty thousand showed up with the right to choose

    Rose petals in path milk in my bath
    And now Harrison Ford wants my autograph
    I laughed when we met cause he busted a sweat
    Then I stuck out my tongue he donated a jet

    Cold stole the spotlight from the Dalai Lama
    Cause my crews coming tight in the orange pajamas
    Got sixteen caddies and 29 rolls
    Fuck the shoes I transcended the sole

    With constant expansion I live in a mansion
    Getting jiggy with Madonna and Marilyn Manson
    Sixty minutes expose taxes you never paid
    Papparazzi! Code blue! Down toupee!

    Yes I'm starting to age I can feel it in my bones
    My advisors tell me, start thinking about clones
    Found out! Heaven is a place on earth!
    I cut off my head, it cost all I was worth

    Cryogenic robot, now my head can spin
    I'll be around a million years, let the party begin
    Party robot! Now my head can spin
    I'll be around a million years let the party begin

    Gone guru, new Nehru
    Rock tamborine and didgeridoo
    Must free animals from pimpin zoo
    Deliver who? 2+2
    Gone, gone, g-gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
    Gone, gone, g-gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone

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