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Slow Down Krishna
Slow down, Krishna, slow downYour red Trans Am goes way too fastSlow down, Krishna, slow downOr your current life may be your lastKrishna is a holy manAn example to us allIt's curious the choice he madeWhen he bought a car last fallWe sent him out to buy a busTo carry us aroundWhat a big surprise it wasTo hear that throaty soundHe drove up in a new Trans AmWith windows tinted blackSeats like buckets, leather brassiereBut there is no room in backNo, there is no room in backSlow down, Krishna, slow downYour red Trans Am goes way too fastSlow down, Krishna, slow downOr your current life may be your lastKrishna is a humble manHe's quiet and reservedBut when he gets behind the wheelWe all become un-nervedA ride with Krishna is a testSongtexteOf faith in the hereafterHe squeals his tires and passes rightAnd then he howls with laughterOh, Krishna, stop your laughterSlow down, Krishna, slow downYour red Trans Am goes way too fastSlow down, Krishna, slow downOr your current life may be your lastHe says he's rolling to NirvanaLeaving behind all earthly desiresKrishna, Krishna, can't you see?You can't get to heaven on T/A tiresIn meetings as we meditateWe hear that sound a-screechingKrishna, please, your car alarmIt interrupts the teachingKrishna says we should enjoyOur time upon this planetBut while we wear our sandals thinHe's driving round with JanetOh, Krishna, who is Janet?Slow down, Krishna, slow downYour red Trans Am goes way too fastSlow down, Krishna, slow downOr your current life may be your last
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