Chant Master Reprobate

He can chant hare krishna morning, noon until night,
With the jewel of creation planted firmly in his mind,
However don't be deceived or disarmed,
For this rude boy sure can fight,
You know he's punked several bands in town,
Who've stepped out of line...
Om supreme bhagavan,
Radhe radhe radhe shyam,
Om tare tuttare ture soha,
Om mani padme hum...

What's that you're watching babe,
Turn that shit off right away,
And promise not to take my fucking head off when I say...
That the Chant Master Reprobate made contact this day,
He'll only hang round for a while to indulge,
In our earthly displays of wanton disgrace,
It could be women or wine he wants this time,
Please don't be on my case if he shows up and it's late...
You won't hear him come in,
He'll leave his boots outside again,
But never in the pouring rain,
Slept rough once yet you might say...
He finds a port for every storm,
Where love's bullets can do no harm,
I've heard him cry out in his sleep,
"That American woman who was she...
Oh well now I know you oh so so well,
But you visit me not in hell..."

Watch how your chopping bass,
Turn that amp up all the way,
Because the Chant Master Reprobate is going to play,
Man he might need your axe,
For he sold his for good times along the way,
Too bad there's always a bar to drink in,
And easy women to lay...
Did you not hear what I say,
Have a big fat one rolled,
And let there be no bum notes upon his stage,
He's not one to make mistakes,
The empty crowd he scans again,
Just in case she's wandered in...
"As sure never in a thousand years,
Could she be found at the bottom of the world",
There will be no encore tonight,
He said the sound was fucking shite,
He's disappeared off somewhere again,
He'll couchsurf his way to heaven...
"残念, 本当に残念ですようね,
君の名前わスカーレット..."

Of course she's famous wouldn't you know,
The whole world her ass she's shown,
But that don't seem to bother him,
He's been soaked enough in sin...
To know a time will come around,
When the women, weed and wine he must put down,
And retreat back into his bones...

He can chant hare krishna morning, noon until night,
With the jewel of creation planted firmly in his mind
However don't be deceived or disarmed.
For this rude boy sure can fight,
You know he's punked several bands in town,
Who've stepped out of line!

Om supreme bhagavan,
Get your kit off right now
Radhe radhe radhe shyam,
Be quick the boys they want to jam...
Om tare tuttare tare soha,
I'll be back up soon to Bodhisattvayaloka,
Om mani padme hum,
Pick up my shit up my fucking job here is done.

He can chant hare krishna morning, noon until night,
With the jewel of creation planted firmly in his mind,
However don't be deceived or disarmed,
For this rude boy sure can fight,
You know he's punked several bands in town,
Who've stepped out of line...
Om supreme bhagavan,
Radhe radhe radhe shyam,
Om tare tuttare ture soha,
Om mani padme hum...