Buddha Smoked My Cigarettes - Bill Nelson

Buddha smoked my cigarettes and jesus drank my beer

It goes to show that I don’t know what’s going on round here

Well it’s up down, it’s all around

It’s left and right and I’m gone

It’s neither here nor there, nor anywhere

It’s so far out it’s gone

Trying to remember to forget myself again

Trying to remember to forget myself again

Some fool stole my box of tricks and switched the damm thing on

I can’t be held responsible if this goes on for long

Well it’s time to stop, you got me on the hop

So maybe we can drop it now

You wheel and deal, and it’s so surreal

It’s gotta change somehow

Well I’m trying to remember to forget myself again

I’m trying to remember to forget myself again

I hear your telephone is always hooked around your ear

You’re calling to complain, but I don’t give a damm my dear

Buddha stole my bicycle, and Jesus drank my wine

I never trust a guru with a lawyer on the line

I’m trying to remember to forget myself again

I’m trying to remember to forget myself again

Trying to remember to forget…

Trying to remember

Trying to remember

Trying to remember to forget myself again