It's swirling round my head Everything that you said Espoucing mysticism And transcendentalism What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru Your Guru He dresses like a sheik But lives in Heywardss Heath Selling you his saffron lies While sleeping with all your wives What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru Your Guru He says your aura's too faded That science is just too jaded He wants a million for a shrine He says what's yours is mine... is mine Collecting big fat checks From all you spiritual wrecks Saving wealthy souls While driving his paisley Rolls What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru Your Guru