Smokey Bhodi Tree Blues

I went down to the main street (daderdada)

it was foggy with soot. (put...put)

I knew that my soul needed saving (daderdada)

but I didn't find much.

For I was coughing and sneezing and watching my guts

shirking from breathing and living on nuts

My meditation was going so swell

I realised the buddha had chose this place well

oh bodhi,

bodhi tree-ee