Pleasure is the motivation

For the human race

Everything starts and ends with sex

And appeal

Feeling good is the bait

They use to fish for you and me

Comfort is the poison

It's your spirit they want to kill



There's a tidal wave of mysticism

Surging through our space-age generation

And it's all designed

To take you to the sky



There is such a need

To get nice

And feel nice

And i need it more than i ought to

I said

My 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 space-age generation

And it's all designed

To take you to the sky

Take you to the sky

Take you to the sky



I'm feeling better by the pound

By the pound



Come on mother earth,

Come here let it speak to you

I say

Come on brother earth,

Come here let it speak through you...

Come on, and fly



There's a tidal wave of mysticism

Surging through our space-age generation

Try to take your mind, yeah

And it's all designed

To take you to the sky

Take you to the sky

Take you to the sky



I'm feeling better by the pound

Yeah



Hit my knees,

And stop wanting for the world

I gotta hit my knees,

And stop wanting for the world

Yeah

Satisfaction, gratifaction

Ain't got no reaction,

To the politricks

And stop wanting for the world

Gotta hit your knees,

And stop wanting for the world

Yeah

Satisfaction

Gratifaction

Ain't got no reaction, to