Boots Of Chinese Plastic

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