[Verse 1]
Put on the tea & let the kettle brew
I like six cups not just one or two
[Verse 2]
The tears of the Buddha are concentrated in the tea
He once was human, even as you or me
[Verse 3]
But the poor old Buddha, he got turned to stone
And that is why I take my tea alone
1967 • Indian War Whoop
1967 • Indian War Whoop
1968 • The Moray Eels Eat The Holy Modal Rounders
1968 • The Moray Eels Eat The Holy Modal Rounders
1999 • Too Much Fun!
1964 • The Holy Modal Rounders
1964 • The Holy Modal Rounders
1965 • The Holy Modal Rounders 2
1967 • Indian War Whoop
1967 • Indian War Whoop
1968 • The Moray Eels Eat The Holy Modal Rounders
1964 • The Holy Modal Rounders