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This is a song written by my father. I disagree with the depection of Buddhism. But what the heck. I love the song:

 When the funeral jockeyis digging that hole

With a pick in the coldcold ground

When I'm out of my bodyyou can tickle my soul

With a sweet littlepiccolo sound

Tickle my soul with apiccolo song

Piccolo high and we'llall sing along

We're all gonna die andit won't be long

But in the mean time

    Whysuffer if you don't need to suffer?

        Painhurts and it won't make you tougher

            Saythe word say the word if you need a little loving 

                Causelove is the cure

                    Andthat's what I'm here for

                        Ohdear

                            Whysuffer?

If you're insured by theHigh Mark Blues

And the clerk reviewsyour claim

Can you insure the careyou'll lose

If they refuse yourclaim

Tickle my soul with apiccolo song

Piccolo high and we'llall sing along

We're all gonna die andit won't be long

But in the mean time

    Whysuffer if you don't need to suffer?

        Painhurts and it won't make you tougher

            Saythe word say the word if you need a little loving 

                Causelove is the cure

                    Andthat's what I'm here for

                        Ohdear

                            Whysuffer?

Met the Buddha on theroad

Just the other day

He said suffer with me

In the eight fold way

I said hey Mr. Buddha Ilike what you say

But in the mean time

    Whysuffer if you don't need to suffer?

        Painhurts and it won't make you tougher

            Saythe word say the word if you need a little loving 

                Causelove is the cure

                    Andthat's what I'm here for

                        Ohdear

                            Whysuffer?