Godhead

No Krishna, Buddha, Jesus in my soul
‘Til the sun breaks through again
Down into nothing as I lose myself
In the perfections of Zen
She said
I got the answer
I said I’m curious
Can you write that down my friend?
It said there’s nothing in the real world
Why should we pretend?
Zero
Godhead
We got nothing
Yeah baby
We got everything
I took a page out of unpunished
And I flew a paper plane
There’s nothing in the real world
But the cool, cool, cool of soul
I’ve got nothing in my pockets
But lose change and gold
Zero!
Yeah
And I’m trying to get somewhere
In a room with a glow
And the church mice are singing now
What john lee hooker knows?
Godhead
We got nothing
Zero
We got everything
Yeah baby
We got nothing
Godhead
Nothing, nothing, nothing baby!
Yeah
I’m falling backwards in her mirrored room
In her mirrored room tonight
She’s looking good
And I feel fine
And she says
We might make it end
Godhead
We got nothing
Yeah babe
We got everything
Godhead
We got nothing
Zero
We got everything
Godhead!
Yeah
Well I wish I was a catfish
Swimming in the deep, blue sea
Yeah

(John Waite / Shane Fontayne)