Oh firefly Stay with me So I may see Where I may tread Who knows where By the light of others I may be led She was looking for the groovy guru The man was wild and thirsty And he asked her for a dollar Theyre good words she said But I am empty of them This new kind of madness is a gift She was looking for the groovy guru A rock man climbed out of her TV He said the animals think I am a poet She washed his face And kicked him in the teeth And she said Yeah Hes like Plato on death she said As her touching eye flamed upon the stove She was cooking for the groovy guru All her selves collide Shes on a downward slide El Greco is that you? Theres someone at her side He is dressed in his Sunday best His coat is red And his breeches are blue And theres a hole where his tail comes through She was looking at the groovy guru In Hell girls sit around With their legs open and everybody laughs Youve got to crawl Crawl baby doll To find the groovy guru If you want to find the groovy guru
guru, groovy, said, looking, crawl