Everything Is a Lot

Night sky, I wonder why I am alive until I die
I find that at this size, no answer can be right
All the moments you’ve lost, all the money it cost, all the dreams that you
tossed aside
All that you feel is only real if you decide it inside
So when you’re holding on to everything but you feel you cannot let it go
Cause everything is a lot
We are Bodhisattva, we are Buddha, dying, waking up
As butterflies who fall asleep as Mahaprajnaparamita
We cut down our Bodhi Trees, burn Dalai Lama as a witch
From Shangri-La to Auschwitz, we barter, karma is a bitch
Glory be satori but it’s hallucinatory
And it’s sure to be a story we can tell in Purgatory
We saw it once on mescaline, enlightenment is boring
All your heroes reincarnated, the Grateful Dead is touring
Lao Tzu, Chuang Tzu, yin-yang tattoos
Fuck your mystic wisdom, find your own way home from Bonnaroo
It’s just one more religion, fuck your visions, we’ve done acid too
Destroy to enjoy, destroy to enjoy, destroy to enjoy, destroy to enjoy