Zen Master - Intellectual

[Chorus]

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

[Verse 1]

I had nothing to say until I started singing

I bruised up my brain with my еardrums ringing

It’s high time, my third eye was dry

Rеd and dead as my bloodshot mind

I got hungry and my chakras cried

While my ego died, here we go it’s time

When I die I’ll be here for longer

What kills me also makes me stronger

Ayahuasca’s purge resurging

Psilocybin, curl up whirling

LSD and DMT and serotonin chemistry

Magazines of all my dopamine

My kundalini is cueing me

Here I am, I said take me out

Here I am, now take me out

[Chorus]

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

[Verse 2]

While I expand my scope of relevance

My mind flies towards my pink elephants

Elements settle and meddle, towards everything

Telling me anything, don’t and can’t

Shaman drama and marijuana, Solomon, Karma, that’s my Dharma

Brahma bottled up into Nirvana, just a few hundred micrograms

Release and cheat to retreat this sequence

Defense demons screaming “heathen!”

Turned to be learned and burned at the stake

Rotting in hell for heaven’s sake

Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find

[Solo]

What if the death rattle is a chuckle at the cosmic joke?

[Verse 3]

One big one that I won while I’m under

Stunned by a wonder, have some fun, sir

These men see my freedom as disease

I’m at ease and easy to please

When I freeze I reach for the treatment

Tripped to the top and trapped my treason

This is me but I see no reason

For these legions in my cerebrum

Losing my mind, ‘cause there’s nothing to find

No great truth or far beyond

Using up time on this one design

Oh no way through this human bond

It seems to me I orchestrate my own inevitable fate

[Chorus]

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything

Yeah, he made me one with everything

My best friend was a Zen Master

He grew up to be a hot dog vendor

And he made me one with everything

He made me one with everything