The new album by The Doodles, the official Dudeism Church Band: Songs in the Key of Lebowski (Volume 1)
It’s a three track mini-LP of songs inspired by the film The Big Lebowski
All songs written and performed by the Dudely Lama. Two more volumes are planned
You can:
1) stream the songs for free on this page,
2) download the free version, or
3) purchase a higher quality version from iTunes, Amazon or Google
The Dude Abides
Lying down on the rug
Feeling so high
Listening to a tape
Of bowling games gone by
But then a thug
Pulls out the rug
That rug that you dug
And punches you right in the mug
You’ll go on a ride through the sky
High above the city lights
Then just when you think that you can fly
You’ll fall
With your ball
That heavy load there
To the private abode where
The dude abides
Lying down in the tub
Feeling so high
Listen to the soothing sounds of the whale song sigh
Then there’s good news
They found something you loosed
It’s your Gran Torino
There’s a message on the machine, oh
Take a ride through the night
Drive around and see the sights
And just when you think what’s wrong is right
In your residence
They’re demanding dead presidents
Threatening gonads
And throwing rodents into the moat where
His dudeness abides
Lying down on the bed
Feeling so high
Celebrates the soft caress of an heiress’ thigh
Your mind is limber
For all us sinners
The strands in your head
Are tied together on top of the bed
You’ll go on a ride through the night
Climb aboard that carpet ride
A natural zesty enterprise to the oasis
Where you’ll get down to cases
It’s your perception
That increases the chance of conception
His dudeness abides.
The Dude abides, where he resides,
In his private bungalow, giving good vibes
Marking it eight, paying rent late
Lays on the ground, playing whale sounds
Beverage refillin’, listening to Dylan
Seeming so wise, The Dude Abides
Words and music © Oliver Benjamin
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Liam and Me
I lick my ball before I toss one out
I’ll do just what it takes to win
Put down you pinheads with a scream and shout
I am the goddamn Gypsy king.
You flash that piece of yours out on the lanes
I’ll snatch and stick it up your anus
Some people think that I might be insane
(Ha ha!) I am the motherfuckinsanest!
SO…
Liam and me we’re gonna fuck you up
You’re gonna lie face down in the muck
You go and pull any of that bush league stuff
Liam and me, we’re gonna fuck you up
I bet you wonder how I ended up this way
I used to be a peaceful easy fellow
I liked to bowl and drive around and smoke some jays
My personality was mellow.
But then…
One day I left my house without my slacks
People said I was a crazy flasher
But it must have just have been an LSD flashback
I pled that I was just a lazy slacker
Dios mio man, my simple plan got all fucked up
I’m headed to the semis, then I’m all locked up
No Mary Jane, no bowling games, no funny stuff
I had it easy, but then I fucked it up
Six months in Chino sure can break a man
I had to mastermind a thesis
Cause if you take it easy, they’ll take all they can
But nobody fucks with the Jesus
Now you say that this is just like my opinion, man
And your buddy thinks that I’m bananas
But he never met someone like me in Vietnam
I am the man in the purple pajamas
So…
Liam and me we’re gonna fuck you up
You’re gonna lie face down in the muck
You go pull any of that bush league stuff
Liam and me, we’re gonna fuck you –
Here come the Nihilists to squish your nuts
And Mailbu is gonna hit you with a coffee mug
Woo is gonna micturate over your rug
Liam and me,
We’re gonna fuck you…
Fuck you…
Fuck you up
Words and music © Oliver Benjamin
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Audio CD at Amazon.com
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You’re Being Very Undude
Riding on his donkey
Don Quixote’s honky
Little Sancho Panza plays the fool
But like the Dude and Walter
Any time he falters
Always manages to keep it cool.
They might be giants
In those days science
Was a defiance to the goddamn rules
But if they’re windmills
Then this is crazy
Better be lazy
You’re being very undude.
You’re being very undude
Don’t spoil the mood
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
Change your attitude
You’re being very undude
People on the TV
Give you heebee jeebees
Saying that the world has gone to hell
But like the Big Lebowski
They want you to feel lousy
So you’ll buy the stuff they have to sell
Though there’s some rough spots
Human paraquats
Want you to think the world’s completely screwed
But they’re just fascists
Tossing their ashes
On our sunglasses
They’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
Don’t spoil the mood
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
Change your attitude
You’re being very undude
Shopping for some creamer
In his best demeanor
Smiling at the people in the shop
But all they see’s a bathrobe
Maybe they’re bathrobephobe
Thinking it’s the clothes that make the slob
If this was Athens
This would be fashion
And nobody would think that he was crude
We’re super fickle
About hiding pickles
It’s superficial
You’re being very undude.
You’re being very undude
Don’t spoil the mood
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
You’re being very undude
Change your attitude
You’re being very undude
Words and music © Oliver Benjamin
Purchase at:
iTunes/Apple Music
Amazon Music
Google Play Music
Audio CD at Amazon.com
You can also stream at Spotify