I don't meditate for something
All I need is nothing
Every day I wake up happy
I was born to die
Won't read Bhagavad Gita
One bowl makes me sing
Piled high with blueberries
Topped with whip cream
I call it my Blueberry Buddha
Brings me eternal bliss
I call it my Blueberry Buddha
Cause it makes me feel like this
Sometimes I add jello
Makes me feel mellow
Sometimes I add bananas
The best one's that they grow
I've tried many things
But this one treat
Is better than winning the lotto
My Blueberry Buddha satisfies me Barefoot in the snow
You can keep your whiskey
You can keep your chew
My Blueberry Buddha does it for me
And my sweetie too
I call it my Blueberry Buddha
Brings me eternal bliss
I call it my Blueberry Buddha
Cause it makes me feel like this