Heading For The Absolute One

Women today gained entrance to the City Of Light:

Oh Joy Undescribed - security there was never tigh

Saint Peter by the pearly gate -

He looks funny, but he's doing alright;

He's taking the preventive measures -

Must have been too late...

The lingeried ladies are walking on by;

The angels take cover - they think it isn't right;

And if the party's gonna go on tonight -

I don't know, who will set it all straight;

Who'll take away the empty bodies

And paint the clouds white - white again;

So, my love,

I think that enough is enough;

Tired of this second-hand fun,

I'm heading for the absolute one.

Descriptions in the holy books leave me feeling rather stiff,

For there's much more that my spirit has to give;

We played it perfect for the moon and the sun;

This story's over, the credit is gone -

So it's one for the road - and I'm

Heading for The Absolute One.