“Talkin’ to the Buddha” by Gandalf Murphy
& the Slambovian Circus of Dreams
(click here to listen)
We went out on the road today
And the sky was full of tears
And each small town
looked so blue
And they seemed to ache
for better years
Then my cell phone started ringin’ wild
Like a fire alarm from hell
And when I picked it up a sad voice said,
“It’s time to ring that golden bell”
And I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I made the Buddha cry
Yeah I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I realised that I, I’ve been causin’ all this rain
He said meet me at Joe’s diner
Where Route 6 meets 88
Well I arrived at the appointed time
But Buddha said, “you’re runnin’ late”
We both ordered an espresso
From the owner’s new machine
And as the jukebox played Nirvana
He said, ” ignorance is mean”
And I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I made the Buddha cry
Yeah I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I realised that I, I’ve been causin’ all this rain
I’ve been causin’ all this rain
Somebody help me stop the rain
Buddha said the twelve gates wait for you
And creation’s in travail
Waiting for us all to see the light
And restore what we have failed
The waitress said, “hey you want a refill?”
But Buddha said, “there is no time”
“There’s three seconds left to zero”
Then that white light stole my mind
And I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I made the Buddha cry
I was talkin’ to the Buddha
And I realised that I, I’ve been causin’ all this rain
I’ve been causin’ all this rain
Somebody help me stop the rain
Somebody help me stop the rain
Help me stop the rain…
We’ve been talkin’ to the Buddha
COMMENTS ON PREVIOUS SELECTION – “Well, Well, Well”
This is a song about a God who ‘calls’ people, and it would be sung by the man who regularly ‘called’ people to responsibility in the context of a “world not waitin’ for the Lord’s command.” The time to respond to the call is now, and it is urgent because the “spirit is a movin’,” so get on board or be swallowed up in the apocalypse.