John Waite - Godhead Lyrics
No Krishna, Buddha, Jesus in my soul'Till the sun breaks through againDown into nothing as I lose myselfIn the perfectness of ZenShe said: I got the answerI said: I'm curious, can you write that down my friendIt said there's nothing in the real worldSo why should we pretend...zero!GodheadWe got nothing, we got everythingI took a page out of UpanishadsAnd I flew a paper planeBut there is nothing in the real worldBut the cool, cool, cool of soulAnd I've got nothing in my pokcetsBut lose change and gold...zero!And I'm trying to get somewhereIn a room with glowThe church mice are singing nowWhat John Lee Hooker knowsGodheadWe got nothing, we got everythingI'm falling backwards in her mirrored roomIn her mirrored room tonightShe's looking goodAnd I feel fineAs she says we might make it to GodheadWell I wish was a catfish swimming in the deep blue sea, yea!