Well I’m saving up my money
Trying to buy transcendental meditation
Cause lately all my visions
They been keepin’ me awake at night
Now you might think it’s funny
You might think I need a new occupation
If I can find my mantra babe
I know that everything will be alright

Well I spend my money boozin’
Writing my name on little pieces of paper
I spend all the change
Left in my pocket
Leaving those generous tips
Now I spend my time doing things
Ain't got nothing to do with my spirit
By the time I’m gone to look for it
I don’t even know where it went

Well I know I ain't a loser
And I know I ain't no square
But I’m doin’ it just like my daddy did
Before he cut off all of his hair
Now they got ‘em a spiritual center
And I can see it right through the fence
But its seventeen hundred dollars
Before they’re ever gonna let me in
So I try to practice breathing
But I can’t seem to get too deep
Guided meditation
It always makes me fall asleep
I can’t afford a guru
I can’t even afford the rug
And there’s no way in hell I’m going fifteen days
Without taking any drugs