Boots Of Chinese Plastic Songtext / Lyric

One, two, three, four



Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Buddha, please

Can you help a little peasant that's begging on her knees

Illusion fills my head like an empty can

Spent a million lifetimes loving the same man



Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic



Hare Krishna, Hare Rama too

Govinda, I am still in love with You

I see you in the birds and in the trees

That's why they call me Krishna Mayee






Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic



Hofra told us we should tolerate

The people and the things that make me wanna hate

Oh, have a little mixed mercy on me

This seasoned beauty in this human pageantry



Jesus Christ came down here as a living man

If He can live a life of virtue then I hope I can

Unto others as you would have a turn

Back here and repeat until you learn, learn, learn



Every drop that run through the vein

Always makes it's way back to the heart again

And every dog that lived his life on a chain

Knows what it's like waiting for nothing

And by the way you look fantastic

In your boots of Chinese plastic