Momma’s gonna buy you a crystal ball
And if you still can’t see beyond,
Momma’s gonna buy you a magic wand
And if that wand don’t change your fate,
Momma’s gonna teach you to levitate
And if the astral makes you sick,
Momma’s gonna buy you an incense stick
And if that patchouli smells rank,
Momma’s gonna buy you a sensory deprivation tank
And if that tank don’t float your bones,
Momma’s gonna buy you some precious stones
And if those gems don’t ease your heart,
Momma’s gonna buy you a natal chart
And if your planets go berserk,
Momma’s gonna buy you some bodywork
And if your aura still needs kneading,
Momma’s gonna buy you a past life reading
And if your destiny stays hid,
Momma’s gonna buy you a pyramid
And if your charkas still feel stressed,
Momma’s gonnatake you on a vision quest
And if power animals don’t come to charm ya
Sorry, Kid, it’s just your karma.
