This is a song about severe emotional problems

I always believed that if I ran off to India
Wore sandals and shaved my head
Used Body Shop conditioner
And incense like crazy
I could call myself a spirit head

But I only went to India to look on top
I wore sandals cos I'd smoked all my money
And I shaved off all my hair cos I had the fleas
I'd been sleeping all over
And the Body Shop conditioner was a present from a friend
And the incense used to hide the smell
Of the drug den where I lay

And so I ask myself what my motives are
For this lying need to look so free
And if I tell myself real honestly

What more can I admit to
Open up a door
He said I'm gonna find out
What I'm here for
He said I'd find out soon
I got too much Saturn
And not enough Moon

I always believed that if I never missed a Yoga class
Read my horoscope in the dailies
And recycle bottles
And know a Red Indian
I could call myself a spirit man

But I was only doing Yoga cos I fancied the teacher
And stars cos it looked good on paper
And I only went to church cos my granny gave me money
When confession was over
And I only knew the Indian cos his brother's a dealer
And bottles had a price on their return
So I could go and play
Oh my my

And so I ask myself what my motives are
For this lying need to look so free
And if I tell myself real honestly
What more can I admit to open up a door
He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for
He said I'd find out soon
I got too much Saturn
And not enough Moon

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

So now that you know why I don't love you
Now that you see that I'm so scared
Am I a good man
Am I a deep deep man

What more can I admit to open up a door
He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for
He said I'd find out soon
I got too much Saturn

How can I admit it
Open up a door
He said I'm gonna find out what I'm here for
He said I'd find out soon
I got too much Saturn
And not enough Moon