Digital Buddha's coming for you. With a big old belly and a Fu Manchu.
Gone tomorrow, here today.
Cascade to the rhythms, Open up your mind. Cut loose from the furious snakes Unwind. Twister in the wind As we sail through the skies. Before you mass produce And digitize.
Rewind to the days of forgotten lore Take heed what the wise all had in store Count this time Nobody recognize That we're all mass produced and digitized
In the shadow of the digital buddha are the countless wise To bring you inspiration that you cannot buy. In the shadow of the digital buddha are the countless wise To lift our generation to the highest high.
