Flutes Of Chi Lyrics - White Pepper - Ween

Everything that you are 

That you'd like to be 

Will come in three, my friend 

Times thine inequity 

The flutes of the chi 

Will sound again, my friend 

Wrap yourself up in gold 

The fruits of the old 

Are ripe to be told, my friend 

For, it's not what you are 

How you've come to be 

All this will end and begin again 

Everything that you are 

That you'd like to be 

Will come in three, my friend 

Times thine inequity 

The flutes of the chi 

Will sound again, my friend