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.