PLASTIC VISHNU

Well, I don't care if I feel sad or blue
Long as I have my plastic Vishnu
Riding on the dashboard of my car
Though my stumps may rot and fester
We will travel ever Wester
With my plastic Vishnu I'll go far.
          
cho:  Plastic Vishnu, plastic Vishnu
      Riding on the dashboard of my car
      Though my stumps may rot and fester
      We will travel ever Wester
      With my plastic Vishnu I'll go far.

I don't care if they won't serve me java
Long as I got Padmasambhava
Ridin' on the dashboard of my car,
I know that I'm not alone
With the buddha of the Snow Lion Throne
Riding on the dashboard of my car.
          
Well, I don't care if I feel sad or blue
Long as I have my plastic Vishnu
Riding on the dashboard of my car,
But I don't think I'll take him any further
He looks mean when I eat hamburger
And I'm scared of what might happen in a bar.

I don't care if ladies think i'm fresh
As long as I got that cute Ganesha
Bolted to the dashboard of my car
Don't I have quite the manger
Never anything more stranger
Bolted to the dashboard of my car.
          
Shiva has arms to carry a coffin
Ganesh a trunk to ship me off in
Such a feisty bunch you'll ne'er see
Padhasambava smiles like the Cheshire Cat
But Durgaji treats me like a doormat
Let's keep that one just between you & me.

Avalokitesvara
Says Bhrkut is pissed at Tara
All three on the dashboard of my van
Smiling like he's a little loony
There's that cute little Sakyamuni
Simpering from the dashboard of my van.

When I'm mackin' some goth club diva
I got my ceramic Siva
Ravishing the dashboard of my little Jitney van
The girlies know that I be stylin'
Thanks to that cryptic Siva smilin'
Smilin' from the dashboard of my ...
	Sneerin' from the dashboard of my ...
	Leering from the dashboard of my van.

If I run over little old ladies
And the police think I might have rabies
They'll never find my hashish, though they ask;
plastic Vishnu shelters me,
For His head comes off, you see--
He's hollow, and I use Him for my stash.

      Plastic Vishnu, plastic Vishnu
      Riding on the dashboard of my car:
      Ride with me and you'll be safer,
      You needn't bother with any wafer
      Bow to Plastic Vishnu, in my car.

Written 1998 by Jeremy, obviously as a pastiche of "Plastic Jesus".