The Zen-Dudeist Hymn (to Camp-town Races)
All Zen-Dude-ists sing this song,
Dude-ah! Dude-ah!
And the cosmos sings along,
Ohm, Dude-ah-day!
(Ch.) Ummm, sit all night,
Ummm, sit all day,
Just chill out man sit and say,
Ohm, Dude-a-day!
You can love a special rug.
Dude-ah! Dude-ah!
Roll it up and give a hug!
Ohm, Dude-ah-day!
(Ch.) Ummm, sit all night,
Ummm, sit all day,
Just chill out man sit and say,
Ohm, Dude-a-day!
Though sometimes you eat the ba-ar
Dude-ah! Dude-ah!
But the ba-ar can eat you. HAR!
Ohm, Dude-ah-day!
(Ch.) Ummm, sit all night,
Ummm, sit all day,
Just chill out man sit and say,
Ohm, Dude-a-day!
Though never in the Dude is here,
Dude-ah! Dude-ah!
And this all should be quite clear.
Ohm, Dude-ah-day!
(Ch.) Ummm, sit all night,
Ummm, sit all day,
Just chill out man sit and say,
Ohm, Dude-a-day!
I lost my train of thought up there.
Dude-ah! Dude-ah!
Who knows the point! I'll lend an ear.
Ohm, Dude-a-day!
LET?S GO BOWLING!!!
Bowling is everlasting because it does not have a point.
Br. Chuck Wilcox
Zen Dude-ist Whisperer