New Bible

If that nurse don’t get you then her sister will

With her Monday through Sunday dispenser of pills

Don’t know which of my habits will be my demise

But there’s more ways every day to betray what is wise

It troubles the body, all this hidden pollution

Making some kind of cancer a foregone conclusion

Deep in my saddle bags I carry a rage

For the greedy top feeders in their invisible cage

Oh rise the proletariat

Red banners unfurled

Lets mend the failures of history

And the manmade world

Let’s mend the failures of the profit system

Let’s rewrite the law books

Quit following the path of least resistance

Cuz that’s what makes the river crooked

Let’s evolve into our true nature

So little flowers can bloom

In a world where relationship is sacred

And sacrifice is assumed

All for one and one for all

Boom chicka boom boom boom

There’s just too many distractions

Too many common attractions

Too many screens fiercely flashing

Their subliminal frame

It’s no wonder we all just go along

Hungry as we are, just to belong

It’s no wonder we’re all crazy

It’s a wonder we’re not all the same

You’re gonna die way too early

Or you’re gonna live way too long

It’s kindof like it always was

Except the quiet is gone

Proving technology gets you nowhere

If your intentions are all wrong

And for clarity of vision

We need a pulsing polarity of vision

It is our singularity of vision

That got us to this place

Without equal and opposite forces

We will only ever know a distortion

We will never hit our resonant frequency

We will never find grace

Our roots are meant to be interwoven

Not churned up and turned upside down

Turn off your combustion engine

And listen to the sound

Get down off your tractor, mister

And put your nose to the ground

Out where the topsoil welcomes a heavy rain

Out where the shoreline can handle a hurricane

Out where God and nature are the same

A mind can think clear

And as far engines of evolution

Cooperation trumps competition

And if I were Darwin’s girlfriend

I would whisper that in his ear

I think we should have a new bible

One that only has two words

I think we should have a new bible

That just says “Mother Earth”

And I think that men should stand down

When women give birth

If that nurse don’t get you then her sister will

With her Monday through Sunday dispenser of pills

Don’t know which of my habits will be my demise

But there’s more ways every day to betray what is wise