Im leaving the Wat. To Buddhism no longer loyal.
Im breaking my heart, as my compassion to the third world
turned to greed.
Bye bye, real McCoy, no ideals as if I was royal.
Now, Im a material boy.
Theres nothing in this world I dont think I need.
Now Im shopping, Im not stopping.
Therell always be new stuff to buy
and Ill expand my needs somehow.
I bought an iMac and mouse, a phone to go with my new spirit.
Next step might be a house, six bedrooms and a pool just for me.
I will live like a Tsar, the beggars chant wont hear it.
Ill have a boat, new TV and car.
And in my mouth a fat Cuban cigar.
Now Im shopping, Im not stopping.
Therell always be new stuff to buy
and Ill expand my needs somehow.
Ill expand my needs somehow I swear.
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