The art in heaven

The third mother-fuckin leaven

The great I Am

The headlights

The number 7

The milk and honey

The promised land

I’m on the road

Driving the cow bus, meow

Lion, I’m in the flesh

Mo matter, anyhow

They ask me how?

I stare and point to my own cloud

White as snow

As the canvas I have been endowed

Be fore, bee 4

The rainbow gets loud

Cars on the highway

Spinning their wheels, giving sound

O, my God; I’m a Lamborghini

Faster than the crowd

18 wheeler of blood in a wine glass

It’s love, anyhow

Meow; really, I’m flying through the crowd

Silently loud, never proud

Just giving the canvas

I’ve been endowed

They bow and bow and bow

I just say, “it’s right now”

They’re already on my canvas, meow

The cars, their lights, their colors, their sound

Turn the engine

‘Round the corner

O my God, I’m alive; I’ll teach you how

To live, to love, to be my bee, to meow

Good beat for you…holy cow

1,2,3,1; 1,2,3,1

When we’re finished

I growl

Holy cow

(Lamborghini engine, turning on and speeding away)