The Saint

I had an icon that glowed in the dark

With psychotropic eyes and a plastic heart

I had a guru, one vision, one dream

I saw the ides of March and they were looking back at me

Give me unto love

Give me unto truth

Give me unto love

I'm praying to the saint

I'm praying to the saint

I'm praying to the saint

The saint of the sonic groove

I have prayed to the invisible man

Hoping for a stake in the promised land

I kissed the feet of blessed Mary Magdalene

Wishing all the time that she would set me free

I have flown through the cosmic pale

I found the sound that was my holy grail

I rode the beat; I rode the drone

'Cause I am your pilgrim and I'm coming home