I Don’t Love My Guru Anymore

I saw a special depth of soul in her eyes
As she looked through me and she just passed me by, oh
To glad-hand some minor starlet as I
Got in my car letting bygones wilt and die
It wasn't so much that I caught her in debt
Or all the things she said I'd rather forget, oh
But I was thinking of the moment when all she had to show
Meant a faith-enhancing astral pirouette

(Even though, long ago, I was so enchanted by him)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh, if he won't stop polluting the stream of consciousness
I don't love my guru anymore

You wonder why the hand of fate had to fall
On John when it could have been Paul
But I've got records where he sings
Equally embarrassing clap-trap falderal
I gotta tell you that John Doe isn't dead
He's just become an actor model instead, oh
And now the unheard music is feeble and it's too sick to
Even cause a semblance of dread

(Even though, long ago, I was so enchanted by him)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh, if he won't stop polluting the stream of consciousness
I don't love my guru anymore

Total abandon was your theme of attack
As you abandoned everyone in a pack, oh
When you threw caution to the wind
You spent all the interim trying to get it back
Oh, and the stillness that appeared to be deep
Was just a tired man who counted on sheep
Oh, depleted, trying to cash in
On a soul that's just a fashion
And so I'll just let this lying dog sleep

(Even though, long ago, I was so enchanted by him)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh no, I don't love my guru anymore
(I don't love my guru anymore)
Oh, if he won't stop polluting the stream of consciousness
I don't love my guru anymore
Oh no, I don't love my guru any lot-da-da-da-da-da-oh
I don't love my guru anymore