Satyananda

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Satyananda

Satyananda (from the album Catch the Squirrel)

There’s a Fakir in the street, doing lots of tricks
He’ll tell you your fortune for rupees sixty-six
There’s a Fakir in the market, speaking to the gods
He’ll heal you of your ailments using chants and a nod

Satyananda… Satyananda

There’s a Fakir in the street, bootlegging our emotions
He’ll claim you’ve got to come to him for all his fancy potions
There’s a Fakir in the market, selling us moon shine
He’ll cripple you with superstition, and leave you all the time

Satyananda… Satyananda

These fakirs in the streets, capture all the attention
These whores in the streets, foster all the transgression
Keep your money in your pocket, keep the shadows on the wall
Keep your eyes wide open, no ascension without a fall

Satyananda… Satyananda

There’s a Fakir in our midst, he looks like one of us
He’s disguised like a man of god,
There’s a Fakir in our living room, giving his address
He’s laughing to the bank while you’re still depressed

Satyananda… Satyananda

Lyrics, Music & Arrangement By:
© 2006 Jeremy J. dePrisco ASCAP

Category : CTSLyric , Lyrics


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jjdeprisco

Owner of Pepperhead Studios, guitarist in Fricknadorable, and Electro-acoustic sound designer/experimenter.