Pleasure's the motivation for the human race

Everything starts and ends with sex and appeal

Feeling good is the bait, Satan uses to fish for you and me

Comfort is the poison when it's the spirit he wants to kill



There's a tidal wave of mysticism

Surging through our jet-aged generation

It's all designed to take us to the sky



There's such a need for us to feel nice and it's getting better

We got to have it more than we ought to

The preacher keeps promisin' satisfaction

The ladies keep giving up the gratifaction

You know what? I'm feeling better by the pound



There's a tidal wave of mysticism

Surging through our jet-aged generation

It's all designed to take us to the sky



You know what? I'm feeling better by the pound

I'm feeling better by the pound



Joyful is the hocus pocus that's haunting all mankind

Said he couldn't be what he needs to be you see

He and only he is free

Well, he who is truly free

Say, free from the need to be free



There's a tidal wave of mysticism

Surging through our jet-aged generation

It's all designed to take us to the sky