Confessions of a New Age Failure
My Karma’s hit a snafu
My third eye’s on the blink
My Chakra lights are dimming
And my Guru is a fink
My mantra it has asthma
My Buddha’s out to lunch
To top it off my psychic’s got
Her bloomers in a bunch
My levitation doesn’t work
My Medium’s not rare
My Kirlian Photography
Just makes me want to swear!
My paradigm it doesn’t shift
My Om has left the room
My stupid cosmic consciousness
Is full of doom and gloom
My ESP is DOA
My dowser is a louse
My Astral Body’s far too fat
My aura wears a blouse!
So to you all I bid adieu
And hope you won’t be bitter
But when it comes to New Age stuff
My higher self’s a quitter