If you listen and don't shout you can hear the way she feels
If you squint you can make out the sliding little pills
And if you muthafuckers don't like it you can all get out
And the gods still go sideways
Or at least it seems like that these days
And if you muthafuckers don't like it you can all get out
Oh dharma, they charmed her, never fall
God, to the pure is cruelest of all
Oh dharma, she'll never fall
She should believe in karma
When you know you're like that
And you just can't help yourself
And crush the fowers in the earth
When your love turns black
And everything looks grey
And you've got nothing left to say