Adam Scharf - Sadhu Lyrics

Don't look down on me
Your pain is not your own
And lately I hear bells that aren't ringing
And wearing a blanket won't make you spiritual
It's not for me to say to you
Sadhu
Sadhu
Sadhu
Now it's getting kind of late
Kind of late
Don't you pray for me
Your peace is not your own
And sometimes I wake up happy
And wearing a crystal won't make you spiritual
It's not for me to say to you
Sadhu
Sadhu
Sadhu
Now it's getting kind of late
Kind of late
I don't have to pull my gun
I don't have to fight the world
Tonight is the ending of opinion wars
Let the kids bloviate their crusade
I will plummet the sound and drown my book
Your breasts are the only bombs I love
I don't have to bring my knife
I don't have to fight you all
Tonight I can laugh my head back, oooo
At the game that played us, oooo
We're just wreckage baby, oooo
Your breasts are the only bombs I love
Your breasts are the only bombs I love (I love)
Your breasts are the only bombs I love (I love)
Your breasts are the only bombs I love (I love)
Your breasts are the only bombs I love (I love)
Sadhu
Sadhu
Sadhu
Now it's getting kind of late
Kind of late