Cakewalk

Cakewalk, cakewalk I met the Dalai Lama on a cakewalk Straight talk His hand is on my shoulder So I turn around, turn around I looked into his eyes and saw the world Cakewalk, cakewalk I met Mahatma Gandhi where the road forks, strange talk He danced along beside me, then I tripped up, fell down He helped me to my feet without a sound Dharma bum, dharma bum You're gon' fall off a mountain Even if you're on the run From the mind control 'cause you are still a bum Dharma bum, and you ain't got a home 'Cause your home is in the sun and the sun keeps moving on Cakewalk, cakewalk I met Mahatma Gandhi, and he told me He had a load of candy, and he hardly wasn't charging Today, so I took all that I could hold Cakewalk, cakewalk I says to Mr. Lama, "Have you seen my hat, my coat And my pajama, are they purple?" (No sir) Well, alright Oh no, we'll never find them Dharma bum, dharma bum You're gon' fall off a mountain Even if you're on the run From the mind control 'cause you are still a bum Dharma bum, and you ain't got a home 'Cause your home is in the sun and the sun keeps moving on You ain't got a home No one to call your own Sanding your shoes and your boots in your hand Japhy Ryder, you intelligent man Ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam Ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam, ba-da-dam Ba-da dam, ba-da-da-dam-dam, da-da-da-dam Dharma bum, dharma bum You're gon' fall off a mountain Even if you're on the run From the mind control 'cause you are still a bum Dharma bum, and you ain't got a home 'Cause your home is in the sun and the sun keeps moving on Dharma bum, dharma bum You're gon' fall off a mountain Even if you're on the run From the mind control 'cause you are still a bum Dharma bum, and you ain't got a home 'Cause your home is in the sun and the sun keeps moving on The sun keeps moving on The sun keeps moving on The sun keeps moving on The sun keeps moving on