Текст песни Philadelphia Raga (Peter Matthew Bauer) с переводом

Honey oh watch it all dissolve

Oh honey there’s never a reason

Oh honey He’s an angry God

Smoking pot with Mickey Walker

Strutting round just like a flamingo

Oh honey its an ego trip

I’m thinking about the blood and the feathers

Still sinking in the mystic sorrow

I don’t know about the isolation

I’m drunk with John Wesley Hardin

I’m lying in an Easter garden

I’m not afraid of death

I’m talking to his mothers mother

Can’t stop talking about Sai Baba

No running from this ego trip

No standing on a soapbox baby

Even miracles come my way but

I don’t see why miracles matter

Spill the wine and run off the children

Let’s go dancing on a Sunday morning

Sunrise and first white smoke

Oh honey He’s so unforgiving

Oh honey I believe in love but

Oh honey He’s an angry god

I’m thinking about Muktananda

I’m thinking about plays of consciousness

I don’t have to be so bitter

I’m thinking about your mother and father

You say you can never change them

Oh honey its an evil world

You say they never ever loved

You say they’re about to come undone

Oh honey He’s an angry God

Set sail for the heart of the madness

You say lets go run in the ocean

Oh honey I believe in you

Lets get down with Mickey Walker

Lets get down to the 700 club

Oh honey I believe in you

I don’t think it ever mattered

I don’t think you ever thought it out

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