Lyrics:

I told you before stay away from my door Don't give me that brother, brother, brother The freaks on the phone won't leave me alone So don't give me that brother, brother, brother I found out Now that I showed you what I been through Don't take nobody's word what you can do There ain't no Jesus gonna come from the sky Now that I found out I know I can cry I found out Some of you sitting there with your cock in your hand Don't get you nowhere don't make you a man I heard something bout my ma and my pa They didn't want me so they made me a star I found out Old hare Krishna got nothing on you Just keep you crazy with nothing to do Keep you occupied with pie in the sky There ain't no Guru who can see thru your eyes I found out I been through junkies I been through it all I've seen religion from Jesus to Paul Don't let them fool you with dope and cocaine Can't do you no harm to feel your own pain I found out