Boots Of Chinese Plastic

One, two, three, four

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Buddha, please

Can you help a little peasant that's begging on her knees

Illusion fills my head like an empty can

Spent a million lifetimes loving the same man

Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic

Hare Krishna, Hare Rama too

Govinda, I am still in love with You

I see you in the birds and in the trees

That's why they call me Krishna Mayee

Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic

Hofra told us we should tolerate

The people and the things that make me wanna hate

Oh, have a little mixed mercy on me

This seasoned beauty in this human pageantry

Jesus Christ came down here as a living man

If He can live a life of virtue then I hope I can

Unto others as you would have a turn

Back here and repeat until you learn, learn, learn

Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And every dog that lived his life on a chain

Knows what it's like waiting for nothing

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic