God is Dead/Figaro/Allelu

So what was she doing at 420 Marsh when I was twisting and turning my way through the couch

Take the animal spirit and crucify it and we all fall down, and we all fall down

Give up the truth and I'll give up my crown, but don't give up the love, don't give it up now

Can you count in my hands how many true things that I've found? Oh, true things that I've found

It's like I'm standing offshore, waving at the crowd, but I'm invisible, robotic, and huge

If this is what's in store, maybe just forget about it. I'll go back and swim in the blue

And if society learns to rhyme and reason, I'll crawl back to you

If the Buddha was buried up under a tree, was he really dead or just meditating

If nirvana's attainable here on the earth, would you shell out the dough? Would you shell out the dough

And the only law that's important to me is the one that says something about liberty