Boots Of Chinese Plastic

One, two, three, fourNam 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 manEvery 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 plasticHare 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 MayeeEvery 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 plasticThe Prophet told us we should tolerate
The people and the things that make me wanna hate
Allah have a little mixed mercy on me
to see some beauty in this human pageantryJesus 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, learnEvery 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