celebration

dreamt my punk rock heroes
john doe and joe strummer
were grooving to mingus, ellington, and coltrane

got my mother and my father reunited with no trippin'
my sister and my cousin shorn of love's confusion

got my miscege nation in an african church
john paul banging on the tambourine

praising the sensual,
slim short fat tall
shout 'yeah!'
for a witness to the god in us all

it's a celebration!
a soul down celebration!

been walkin' 'round, my friend
ponderin' on what's been said
about what we think surrounds us
and the words on my bed

yeah, and i've been reading
and i've been thinking way too much
and i hope that you are seeing me as flesh and blood

this afternoon you held me
and i questioned a simple kiss
in my mind we've been making love
have you considered this...?

a celebration!
a soul down celebration!

(sing!) na nanana na na na na na na
na na na na!

it's a celebration!
what makes a man lucky?
a few dollars in his pockets
elegance? women?
a time or newsweek cover?

well the gift of desire
to inspire men to love
can make you feel so lucky
when you've reached one!

joe strummer fell
well, y'know, you can't save 'em all!
the pope's still banging on his tambourine

and a stranger's eyes...
a stranger's eye calls for celebration!