The Man in the Bag

I was sitting in a crowded room all alone
I was listening to a voice that spoke in dulcid tones
I was wondering why people live and people die
I was asking questions unanswerable
That made me cry

Then the man in the bag
He told me to take
He told me to wait
And he told me to shake

And the sparkles showered from my head
And the river of life was a psychedelic Red

Then I floated up and hit the floor
The bang on my head it opened the door
There were voices from Beyond

Excitement rife
And Cosmic Life
Were gathered
In an ecstatic bond

And the people gave
And the people raved
And the people were One
All turned on

And all the people were clothed in Red
The colour of the living
The colour of the dead
And they all joined together
Making Love in the Sky

And the voice that was heard
Was free of all lies
It said " I'm one, yes I'm one.
One all one
And I'd like to give thanks
Many Thanks To
The man who turned me on"