Alabama 3 - Ain't Goin To Goa Lyrics

Larry, love, do you remember when I came upon you
In that place of sufferin', in the valley of darkness?
I took away all your pain and put love in your cold, cold heart
And from that day forward told you to go out

And spread my word through music
Sweet, pretty, country, acid music
From that day, Larry, you not only joined my church
You embraced my whole philosophy, my whole way of life
Because remember, little man, don't you gonna Goa

I believe I'm gonna shut down the chakra
Shift sheva off of my shelf
Take down my tye dye's, my Tibetan bells
Cool down my karma with a can of o p t
Ain't no call for Castaneda in my frontline library

'Cause there's one thing I know
Lord above, I ain't gonna go
I ain't gonna Goa, ain't gonna Goa now
I ain't gonna Goa, ain't gonna Goa now

There are people in the house

I ain't dancin', trancin', no thanks, no chance to tranquilize me
I ain't sippin' no smart bar drinks, yo, that don't satisfy me
Dosen up my dharma with a drop of gasoline
I ain't down with Mr. McKenna, tantric, mantric talkin' don't move me

'Cause there's one thing I know
Lord above, I ain't gonna go
I ain't gonna Goa, ain't gonna Goa now
I ain't gonna Goa, ain't gonna Goa now

I don't need no freaky, deeky, fractal geometry, crystal, silicon chip
I ain't walking long lay lines
Reading no High Times put me on another bad trip
Oh, well, Timothy Leary just check out this theory

He sold acid for the F.B.I.
Well, he ain't no website wonder, the guru just went under
You can keep your California Sunshine

Yeah, I believe you, D. Wayne

'Cause the righteous truth is there ain't nothin' worse
Than some fool lyin' on some third world beach
In spandex, psychedelic trousers smokin' damn dope

Pretendin' he gettin' consciousness expansion
I want consciousness expansion
I go to my local tabernacle and I sing

Aint' gonna go
Ain't gonna Goa now