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| Bobs Shut Up And Sing Slow Down, Krishna Slow down, Krishna, slow down Your red Trans Am goes way too fast Slow down, Krishna, slow down Or your current life may be your last Krishna is a holy man An example to us all It's curious the choice he made When he bought a car last fall We sent him out to buy a bus To carry us around What a big surprise it was To hear that throaty sound He drove up in a new Trans Am With windows tinted black Seats like buckets, leather brassiere But there is no room in back No, there is no room in back Slow down, Krishna, slow down Your red Trans Am goes way too fast Slow down, Krishna, slow down Or your current life may be your last Krishna is a humble man He's quiet and reserved But when he gets behind the wheel We all become un-nerved A ride with Krishna is a test Of faith in the hereafter He squeals his tires and passes right And then he howls with laughter Oh, Krishna, stop your laughter Slow down, Krishna, slow down Your red Trans Am goes way too fast Slow down, Krishna, slow down Or your current life may be your last He says he's rolling to Nirvana Leaving behind all earthly desires Krishna, Krishna, can't you see? You can't get to heaven on T/A tires In meetings as we meditate We hear that sound a-screeching Krishna, please, your car alarm It interrupts the teaching Krishna says we should enjoy Our time upon this planet But while we wear our sandals thin He's driving round with Janet Oh, Krishna, who is Janet? Slow down, Krishna, slow down Your red Trans Am goes way too fast Slow down, Krishna, slow down Or your current life may be your last |
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