Spiritual Man

I wrote these lyrics a long time ago.  I had this cool harmonic riff which is still waiting to find a home and I built a song around it.  Unfortunately it was way too clunky

So the lyrics have sat unnoticed for a long time.    I came across them today while looking for something else.  I think its time they saw the light of day.

Spiritual Man

I try real hard to be a spiritual man
If I try real hard I think I can
Get myself straight before its too late
Get myself straight before its too late

Surrounded by temptation
I want to have it all
The pleasure of sensation
And thrill of recall
I try to look inward
To find inner peace
But my soul is an invalid
Begging for release

I try real hard to be a spiritual man
If I try real hard I think I can
Get myself straight before its too late
Get myself straight before its too late

Pictures of Babylon
Glorify gross offences
Lit up in neon
They erode my  defenses
Surrounded by temptation
I want to have it all
The thrill of sensation
The pride and the fall.

I try real hard to be a spiritual man
If I try real hard I think I can
Get myself straight before its too late
Get myself straight before its too late

Lurking in the sewer
Of my thinking dome
Are thoughts so un-pure
They are best left alone
Whispers of love
Promises of acceptance
Put nothing above
The pursuit of excellence
Are they all mine?
Or just implants
By studio prime time
That leaves nothing to chance

In case you’re wondering.  I’m not a psycho, I wrote this during a particularly cynical period when I despaired for the future of the human race.  I’m in a much better place now.