Express

Take your Toyota
2 the outer side of consciousnesses
Where the rings of Saturn
Mock the wisdom of men
Cause out there, there's a road
That converges at a point,
And that point is the enlightenment
Reality is out of joint

God mocks the wisdom of men
Describes the world as a folly of fools
Last on the road 2 the consciousnesses
U don't have a map
& "The Buddha" just laughs
Deep in your trace u drive 2 the outer side
You're on the road o the ultra global oneness
But everything looks strange...
But everything looks so strange...
U get out your map--but it's just a blank page
and u don't feel so well...
And the signpost up ahead says
And the signpost up ahead says
And the signpost up ahead says...

Hell!