The Closest I Get To A Buddhist Chant

I'm not super-weird.

But I'm weird, relative to Harrison Ford at least, who, let's face it folks, is not very weird at all.

There are occasions, usually when I'm doing some utterly mindless task, or maybe riding my bike and enjoying the day, where I will lapse into repetitively muttering (or sometimes loudly belting out, even) this "chant" I made up to myself.

Click to hear -> Hey You Motherf*ckers <-

Just to warn you, there is profanity in them thar wav file!

Here's the words, if you want a lyric sheet to read from.

Hey you motherf*ckers
Hey you motherf*ckers
Hey you motherf*cking motherf*cking motherf*cking motherf*ckers


You may find chanting this therapeutic, and it's a helluva lot easier to say than Nam Myōhō Renge Kyō.