Whack the Dalai Lama by The Dickies Lyrics

[Chanting]

There's one hand clapping, and it's in my head
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
It's telling me he'd be better off dead
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
And he's the focus of evil in the world today
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
Well, I'm the real Dalai Lama, anyway
(Whack the Dalai Lama)

(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama

He's an informant for the FBI
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
Stopping in to tell the world goodbye
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
And all the rich kids on the MTV
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
Are singing, "Buy my record, and Tibet goes free"
(Whack the Dalai Lama)
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)

The bigger they come, the harder they fall
I'm not as spiritual as Steven Seagal
So line 'em up against the wall
And whack the Dalai Lama

When there's no one there
I'll be dressed as Richard Gere
I'll sit down to meditate
When I draw my gun
He'll already have begun
To reincarnate

[Guitar solo]

The bigger they come, the harder they fall
I'm not as spiritual as Steven Seagal
So line 'em up against the wall
And whack the Dalai Lama

(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
(Whack-whack, whack-whack, whack-whack)
Whack the Dalai Lama
Whack the Dalai Lama