| Mad Jones sat in his dining room |
| Lovin' the chicken |
| He’d mound his heart |
| It was his delight |
| It was his delight |
| And in the mirror to the latest tune |
| He watched his first love practice her art |
| It was second sight |
| It was second sight |
| Casey saw the armies marching to the beat of drums |
| Terrible lovers made their guards of men |
| And killed their heroes in the blindness of fear |
| And crowned them with the blood of Bethlehem |
| No rime or reason decorated their headgear |
| She said it may be someone else’s future we got here |
| As the choirs raised their voices loud and clear |
| «Is the tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here?» |
| They both lay in each other’s arms |
| The flesh was potent for the magic dreams |
| There were sheets of gold |
| There were sheets of gold |
| She said, pleading, «Do you wish me ill?» |
| He said, «I got caught in the in-between» |
| For my heart is full |
| For my heart is full |
| Holding the lips in that undying kiss |
| While the eyes are soaking up the soul |
| What was profane in the hall of the dead |
| In the land of the living fills the holy bone |
| And we grunt and we gasp in the bliss that clears |
| While our hearts «Ahh» in the radiance so dear |
| And the choirs raise their voices loud and clear |
| «Is the tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here?» |
| Groans of love in the holy spring |
| Cries of the worries in the battle zone |
| As the radiance grew |
| As the radiance grew |
| Mad Jones shining in a cul-de-sac |
| And she’s a glistening in his afterglow |
| It was breaking through |
| It was breaking through |
| «Bees are humming in the hive of happiness» |
| She whispered far in the ocean of sleep |
| And moved by the roar of the thundering light |
| He cried as cleaved the home of the deep |
| And the dark and the light howled in their ears |
| Held far apart by the blaze of the near |
| As the choirs raised their voices loud and clear |
| «Is the tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here?» |
| «Is the tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here? |
| Tantric lover here?» |