Lyrics

Buddha in the Bathroom?
Music & Lyrics by Philip Foxman

I can't believe what I see people praying to the trees
Hear them moan hear them groan I don't think anybodies home
Heads are covered eyes are closed bed of nails piercing bones
There running scared from themselves why take it out on anyone else

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Chorus
The Buddhas in the bathroom laughing up a storm
if you think he's gonna save ya let me tell you your wrong
You gotta have something more these days to survive
While the Buddhas in the bathroom laughing up a storm

Holy water, blood red wine feed them poison so devine
Another life after this will be your heavenly bliss, calculated risk.
Driving straight into the crowd screaming devils must be proud
Metal tears in the desert sun is this your way of having fun, your only son.

The Buddhas in the bathroom laughing up a storm
if you think he's gonna save ya let me tell you your wrong
You gotta have something more these days to survive
While the Buddhas in the bathroom laughing up a storm

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What ever happen to the call All for one and one for all
If there es a god he must be sad they took his words and all his lands
changed the meaning and the man into ashes filled with sand

I look at you, you look at me I see flesh and blood and fears
If I've got what it is want blow me away and make it fast
Don't call it anything but greed leave the sun the moon and trees
If hates the only god you know why should I worship at your throne.