The mystery man came over
An' he said "I'm outta site"
He said for a nominal service charge
I could reach ner-vonna tonite
If I was ready, willing, and able
To pay him his regular fee
He would drop all the rest
Of hiss pressing affairs
And devote his attention to me

But I said:
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
Now who you jivin with that Cosmik Debris?
Look here brother
Don't you waste your time on me

The mystery man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his mystery robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I though it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then
When the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the Oil of Afro Dytee
And the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said: "You might not believe this little fellow
But It'll cure your asthma too"
An I said:
Look here, brother, who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris
Now is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho, heh
Look here, brother
Don't you waste your time on me..... Sophia Warren

I've got troubles of my own, I said
An' you can't help me out
So, take your meditations
An' your preparations
An' cram it up your snout
"But I got a CRYSTAL BALL," he said
An' held it on up to the light
So I snatched it all away from him
An' I showed him how to do it right

I wrapped a newspaper 'round my head
So I looked like I was DEEP
I said some mumbo jumbo's thenI told him he was goin' to sleep
I stole his ring an' his pocket watch
An' everything else I found
I had that sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a sound

I proceeded to tell him his future then
As long as he was hangin' around
I said: "The price of meat has just gone up
An' your old lady has just gone down!"
Look here brother
Who you jivin' with that Cosmik Debris?
Now what kind of a guru are you anyway? . .
Don't you know
You could make more money as a butcher
And so, don't you waste your time on me
Don't waste it
Don't waste your time on me
OHM SHANTI, OHM SHANTI, OHM SHANTI-ooooo