Peter Matthew Bauer - Philadelphia Raga lyrics

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 d**h 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