In a Different Sort of Light

Watch out for Buddha
He just sits on his butt all day
And smiles that mysterious smile

When you call on him for help
All you hear is the sound of one foot
One foot kicking your ass out the door

Watch out for Jesus
He just hangs around all day
Talking about his Daddy’s estate

When you call on him for help
He just makes vague appointments
Appointments he doesn’t ever keep

But in a different sort of light
Everything is quite all right
In a different sort of light

When you take the pressure off
The bodhisattvas and the saints
When you take the pressure off
Yourself for goodness sake
You catch the mischievous wink
You catch the knowing nod
You catch a hint of the coming punch line

In a different sort of light
Everything is quite all right
In a different sort of light
You’re happier with wise friends
Instead of holy gurus and martyrs
In a different sort of light