Alabama 3 (A3)

Alabama 3 (A3)
Ain't goin' to goa

Believe i'm gonna
Shut down my chakras, shift shiva offa my shelf
Take down my tie dyes, my tibetan bells
Cool down my carma with a can of o.p.t.
Ain't no call for casteneda in my frontline library.

There's one thing i know, lord above,
I ain't gonna go,
I ain't goin' to goa, ain't goin' to goa now
Ain't goin' to goa, ain't gonna goa now.

Ain't dancin' trance, no thanx, no chance to t-t-tranquilise me.
Ain't sippin' no smart bar drinks, you, that don't satisfy me.
Dosing up my dharma, with a drop of gasoline,
I ain't down with mr. mckenna, tantric mantra talkin' don't move me.

I don'tn need no freaky, deeky, fractal geometry, crystal silicon chip.
I ain't walking on lay lines, reading no high times put me on another bad trip.
Timothy leary, just check out this theory,
He sold acid for the f.b.i.
Well, he ain't no website wonder, the guru just went under,
You can keep your california sunshine

Pegasus

Submitted by Pegasus at Mon 25 Oct, 2010 3:06 pm

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