We drive around at night
No destination in our sight
Aided by the Prime Times, from the store
We only seek some truth
And with every loop, it may be revealed....
We're just passing through
See the man in the moon
Shooting stars are falling....
Questioning the ways
We live out our days
Could we just be dreaming this whole time?
The Prime Time smoke is thick
It's enough to make me sick
But the smoke is central.....
To this cosmic drive
We philosophize
Until the sun is shining.....
Some things can be so troubling
The world can be so puzzling sometimes
We're just passing through
See the man in the moon
Shooting stars are falling.....