VIC MIGNOGNA


Pot-bellied Buddah Lyrics

It's kind of blasphemousI shouldn't be sayin' this
But lyin' is not my particular sin
I talk to God and all
It seems like I only call
When easy turns rough and hard or dangerous
Owe more than I can carry in my fair-weather arms
(I kind of treat him like a)
[Chorus]
Pot bellied Buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied Buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
'til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day
Flappin' my arms again
Danger, Will Robinson!
Something is spinnin' beyond my control
That's when the God of all
Shrinks to a Cupie Doll
Not what I mean, but do I confess
Promise whatever if he'll clean up my mess

(Like he's a)
[Chorus]
Pot bellied Buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied Buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
'til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day
(You have offended a Xiaolin temple)
You're so much bigger than I can conceive
You pick me up off a shelf, I believe
Gave me forever
A love without end
You'll be my King and my friend
(not just a)
[Chorus] [repeat]
Pot bellied Buddah I take down from my shelf
When I get in a pickle
When I can't help myself
My pot bellied Buddah
Rub his tummy and pray
'til I'm clean out of trouble
Then I put him back on the shelf for another day
Yeah yeah

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