Текст песни Ram

Set 'em up, drink 'em down

And pass the cup around

It's the last we will share for quite some time

I've shaved my head, wear a dress

I've left my bonny wife

I've got Krishna riding shotgun

On the stagecoach of my life

My sweet Lord Rama Rama

Got my ticket to Nirvana

It's a commune just left of county Cork!

Share a pint with me Lord Shiva

As we read the Bhagavad Gita

I'll have Krishna riding shotgun

On the stagecoach of my life

Well, I used to be a cattle prod for Jesus

And L. Ron Hubbard took me in some, too

I was a moonie, loved Charles Manson,

But they are not as handsome,

As the godhead whose skin is shining blue

My sweet Lord Rama Rama

Got my ticket to Nirvana

It's a commune just left of county Cork!
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Share a pint with me Lord Shiva

As we read the Bhagavad Gita

I'll have Krishna riding shotgun

On the stagecoach of my life

Hari, Hari, Ha, Hooray!

I chanted every day

With my virtue tucked proudly in my lap

And I pray all night to Krishna

'Cos he's a damn good listener

And he never ever ever answers back

My sweet Lord Rama Rama

Got my ticket to Nirvana

It's a commune just left of county Cork!

Share a pint with me Lord Shiva

As we read the Bhagavad Gita

I'll have Krishna riding shotgun

On the stagecoach of my life

And when Irish eyes are trying

To make the Pommies pay

We'll get Krishna and his shotgun

To join the IRA, the IRA, the IRA

Hari, Ha, Hooray!