Summer heated Buddha tucked into a mountainside
Naga’s seven heads bare her fangs
You stand and watch, carefree as a war bride
The best part of this movie has been censored out
In the morning there are better things to think about
Prah jaw, Prah Jaw
The Lord, The Buddha, The King
Prah Jaw Prah Jaw
Most High.
Above everything.
You’ve traded yer tradition for ambition
Sayin’ Prah jaw is bigger than a Christmas tree
Ramkahmhaeng's a rousing superstition
Just a build a fort of blindness, keep the demons out
In the morning there are better things to think about.
Prah Jaw, Prah Jaw
The Lord, The Buddha, The King
Prah Jaw Prah Jaw
Most High.
Above everything.
Float outside the city and remember how to breathe
Drink a thousand rivers worth of words
Just when you’ve figured out what to believe
You fall asleep, end up on another route
Prah Jaw throughout
Prah Jaw, Prah Jaw
The Lord, The Buddha, The King
Prah Jaw Prah Jaw
Most High.
Above everything.
Another Buddha tucked inside a temple, cold and still
The people pray into his lifeless eyes
Prah jaw listens anyway, until
Prah Jaw throughout.
Throughout.
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