Got some wisdom and a bit of jive! Last night the ghosts of my old ideas Reran on channel five And it howled so spooky for its soul I nearly broke down and cried If you know this then we are twins of spirit No matter we take Or what we forsake We're going to come up to the eyes of clarity And we'll go down to the beads of guile There is danger and education Here in Good-Old-God-Save-Aotearoa The home of the meek and the mild We are all hopelessly oppressed cowards Of some duality Of restless multiplicity The spirit speaks in spectrums He talks to mother earth to father sky Self-indulgence to self-denial