Oh firefly   Stay by me   So I may see   Where I may tread   Who knows where   By the light of others   I may be led      The man was wild and thirsty   He asked her for a dollar   They're good words she said   But I am empty of them   This new kind of madness is a gift   She was looking for the groovy guru      A rock man climbed out of her TV   He said the animals think I am a poet   She washed his face   And kicked him in the teeth   And she said "Yeah"      He's like Plato on death she said   As her touching eye flamed upon the stove   She was cooking for the groovy guru      All her selves collide   She's on a downward slide   "El Greco is that you?"   There's someone at her side   He is dressed in his Sunday best   His coat is red   And his breeches are blue   And there's a hole where his tail comes through   She was looking for the groovy guru      In Hell girl's sit around   With their legs open and everybody laughs   You've got to crawl   Baby doll   To find   The groovy guru   If you want to find the groovy guru