I'm leaving the wat. top buddhism no longer loyal
I'm breaking my heart
As my compassion to the third world turned to greed
Bye, bye real mccoy, no ideals as if i was royal
Now, i'm a material boy
There's nothing in the world i don't think i need
Now i'm shopping, i'm not stopping
There will always be new stuff to buy
And i'll expand my needs somehow
I bought an imac and mouse, a phone to go with my new spirit
Next step might be a house, six bedrooms and a pool just for me
I will live like a tsar, the beggers chant won't hear it
I'll have a boat, new tv and car
And in my mouth a fat cuban cigar
Now i'm shopping, i'm not stopping
There will always be new stuff to buy
And i'll expand my needs somehow
I'll expand my needs somehow i swear