Holy Mountain

Mama's a mystic and daddy's a disciple
I met the Virgin Mary but I don't own a bible
I saw God at my Al-Anon
He said "I'd take you home, but you're too young"
Brother was an other, so he went walkin'
Forty thousand miles 'til the voices stopped talkin
He said he saw the devil in the streets
He said his name is Jeff and he likes to read
My true love was born in Brooklyn town
He suffered then and I suffer now
But at least we can get along
Esoterically turned on

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain
Where the space between our bodies form sacred canyons
No map, no master, can get you there
You'll know the spot when the light appears
Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain

In pigtails and a pink dress, my daughter climbed a tree
An old branch snapped, it was a bloody scene
She's got cuts up and down her arms
She smiled proud said "now I look like mom"
I'm raising my son to be a socialist
Baby's first words were "Eat the rich"
But who knows I could be getting it wrong
He may end up a republican
Go fast in a cave, go find a burning bush
Sunbathing in Texas, with a forty on the roof
Father it's finished but what now
The seconds still countdown

Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain
Where the space between our bodies form sacred canyons
No map, no master, can get you there
You'll know the spot when the light appears
Come one, come all, to laugh and wrawl on holy mountain