Carry Buddha

This is "Barracuda" by Heart as sung by a disgruntled Buddhist monk.

So, the master monk said

To that room instead

Feng shui

We have to move Buddha today

And son of a gun

But he's a heavy one

Got qualms, and sweaty palms

So though Buddha should enlighten me

I bet he's gonna squish my chi

And now he's ow, ow, ow, ow, on my toe you see

Now why don't you

Carry Buddha?

Oh-oh-oh

Hands on his knees

Keep moving please

Oh please

This may just herniate me

Oh no

My right, not yours

Through those big doors

Turn there

Then up the stairs

So though I took a vow I would not speak

This redecoration situation's bleak

And now my back, back, back, back, back is tweaked

Ow, carry Buddha

Oh, ow

Tell me, tell you

This thing is heavy

Bent brows broke vows

Spoken a few

I got a few for you too

Up one flight, and then the next

To the alcove that's the best

That Buddha's solid brass

Don't wanna bust my…. back

So though I took a vow I would not speak

This redecoration situation's bleak

And now my back, back, back, back, back is tweaked

Ow, carry, carry Buddha