A Blues For Buddha

	作曲 : O'Neill, Silencers
	We're running guns to a holy war
	For soldiers of the soul
	Where right and wrong come apart at the seams
	And fear is on patrol
	In the mad mad world
	Of a lost newsreel
	Little children sing
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	We're making friends with a foreign power
	Through telescopic sights
	A quiet cocktail during happy hour
	For the exploitation rights
	In the mad mad world
	Of a lost newsreel
	Teach your kids to sing
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	The dollar is our king
	The dollar is our king

	zuò qǔ : O' Neill, Silencers
	We' re running guns to a holy war
	For soldiers of the soul
	Where right and wrong come apart at the seams
	And fear is on patrol
	In the mad mad world
	Of a lost newsreel
	Little children sing
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	We' re making friends with a foreign power
	Through telescopic sights
	A quiet cocktail during happy hour
	For the exploitation rights
	In the mad mad world
	Of a lost newsreel
	Teach your kids to sing
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	A Blues For
	Buddha, Buddha
	The dollar is our king
	The dollar is our king
	The dollar is our king