Okay, ready, let's do it      Listen to the voice of Buddha   Saying stop your sericulture   Little people like your children   Boiled alive for some god's stocking   Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting      Just because the kid's an orphan   Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying   People don't forget this lover   Just because you call her mother   Doesn't mean that she's your better      Once more with the voice of Buddha   He will say carry on your slaughter   Who cares for the little children   You may slice with no conviction   Blind revenge on a blameless victim