This is a song about severe emotional problems I always believed that if I ran off to India Wore sandals and shaved my head Used Body Shop conditioner And incense like crazy I could call myself a spirit head But I only went to India to look on top I wore sandals cos I'd smoked all my money And I shaved off all my hair cos I had the fleas I'd been sleeping all over And the Body Shop conditioner was a present from a friend And the incense used to hide the smell Of the drug den where I lay And so I ask myself what my motives are For this lying need to look so free And if I tell myself real honestly What more can I admit to Open up a door He said I'm gonna find out What I'm here for He said I'd find out soon I got too much Saturn And not enough Moon I always believed that if I never missed a Yoga cla** Read my horoscope in the dailies And recycle bottles And know a Red Indian I could call myself a spirit man But I was only doing Yoga cos I fancied the teacher And stars cos it looked good on paper And I only went to church cos my granny gave me money When confession was over And I only knew the Indian cos his brother's a dealer And bottles had a price on their return So I could go and play Oh my my And so I ask myself what my motives are For this lying need to look so free And if I tell myself real honestly What more can I admit to open up a door He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for He said I'd find out soon I got too much Saturn And not enough Moon Yeah yeah yeah yeah So now that you know why I don't love you Now that you see that I'm so scared Am I a good man Am I a deep deep man What more can I admit to open up a door He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for He said I'd find out soon I got too much Saturn How can I admit it Open up a door He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for He said I'd find out soon I got too much Saturn And not enough Moon