Ready to love, ready to love, ready to love
Ready to die, ready to die, ready to die
Ready to swing low and ready to try
I’m ready

I’m sitting under the Tree of Life
My monkey is glorious
(My monkey is glorious, my monkey)
I dive into the Fountain of Youth
The jaw of evil turns to dust
(My monkey is glorious, my monkey)
I’m sitting under the Tree of Life
I’m ready

I am listening to leaves of spring
As the river streams uphill
The sun drums on my skull
Shadows of demons pass me by

Psychic flags from unknown places
Are waving in a loving breeze
Beyond the mountain the ocean turquoise
Smash-waves bring Life to the land

I live off light, I feed off air
My skin is glistening gold
The darkness is my ultimate mirror
It cracks as I keep looking in

Ready, Ready, Ready

Ready to be, ready to be, ready to be
Ready to have, ready to have, ready to have
Ready to be blessed and ready to be damned
I’m ready

I’m sitting under the Tree of Life
My monkey is glorious
(My monkey is glorious, my monkey)
I dive into the Fountain of Youth
The jaw of evil turns to dust
(My monkey is glorious, my monkey)

I’m sitting under the Tree of Life
My monkey is glorious
(My monkey is glorious, my monkey)
I’m sitting under the Tree of Life