The Dickies

here's one hand clapping and it's in my head
whack the dalai lama
he's telling me he'd be better off dead
whack the dalai lama
and he's the focus of evil in the world today
whack the dalai lama
well i'm the real dalai lama anyway
whack the dalai lama

whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama

he's an informant for the fbi
whack the dalai lama
stop me and tell the world goodbye
whack the dalai lama
and all the rich kids on the mtv
whack the dalai lama
are saying buy my records and tibet goes free
whack the dalai lama

whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack

the bigger they come the harder they fall
i'm not a spiritual steven segal
so line em up against the wall
i'm not the dalai lama

when there's no one there
i'll be dressed as richard gere
i'll sit down to meditate
when i draw my gun
he'll already have begun to re-incarnate

the bigger they come the harder they fall
i'm not a spiritual steven segal
so line em up against the wall
i'm not the dalai lama

whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack
whack the dalai lama
whack the dalai lama

Written by LEONARD PHILLIPS, STAN SOBOL
Published by THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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