The Groovy Guru

Oh firefly

Stay by me

So I may see

Where I may tread

Who knows where

By the light of others

I may be led

The man was wild and thirsty

He asked her for a dollar

They're good words she said

But I am empty of them

This new kind of madness is a gift

She was looking for the groovy guru

A rock man climbed out of her TV

He said the animals think I am a poet

She washed his face

And kicked him in the teeth

And she said "Yeah"

He's like Plato on death she said

As her touching eye flamed upon the stove

She was cooking for the groovy guru

All her selves collide

She's on a downward slide

"El Greco is that you?"

There's someone at her side

He is dressed in his Sunday best

His coat is red

And his breeches are blue

And there's a hole where his tail comes through

She was looking for the groovy guru

In Hell girl's sit around

With their legs open and everybody laughs

You've got to crawl

Baby doll

To find

The groovy guru

If you want to find the groovy guru