The Book of Right-On

We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on is right on It was right on We should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on is right on It was right on I killed my dinner with karate Kick 'em in the face, taste the body Shallow work is the work that I do Do you want to sit at my table My fighting fame is fabled And fortune finds me fit and able And do you want to say, oh That you do pray, oh oh And you say That you're okay And do you wanna run with my pack? Do you wanna ride on my back? Pray that what you lack does not distract And even when you run through my mind Something else is in front, or you're behind And I don't have to remind you To stick with your kind And doy ou say, oh oh That you do pray, oh oh And you say That you're okay And even when you touch my face You Know your place And even when you touch my face You know your place And we should shine a light on, a light on And the book of right-on is right on It was right on