| I’ve seen Jesus play with flames
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| In a lake of fire that I was standing in
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| Met the devil in Seattle
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| And spent 9 months inside the lions den
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| Met Buddha yet another time
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| And he showed me a glowing light within
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| But I swear that God is there
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| Every time I glare in the eyes of my best friend
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| Says my son, «It's all been done
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| And someday you’re gonna wake up old and gray
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| So go and try to have some fun
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| Showing warmth to everyone
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| You meet and greet and cheat along the way»
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| There’s a gateway in our minds
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| That leads somewhere out there, far beyond this plane
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| Where reptile aliens made of light
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| Cut you open and pull out all your pain
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| Tell me how you make illegal
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| Something that we all make in our brain
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| Some say you might go crazy
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| But then again it might make you go sane
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| Every time I take a look
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| Inside that old and fabled book
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| I’m blinded and reminded of
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| The pain caused by some old man in the sky
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| Marijuana, LSD
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| Psilocybin, and DMT
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| They all changed the way I see
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| But love’s the only thing that ever saved my life
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| So don’t waste your mind on nursery rhymes
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| Or fairy tales of blood and wine
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| It’s turtles all the way down the line
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| So to each their own 'til we go home
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| To other realms our souls must roam
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| To and through the myth that we all call space and time |