Puttin' on the Om!

I once had a friend, now departed, who always asked her guests to join hands at the dinner table and "Om" before eating. My late friend Ernie Mickler ("White Trash Cooking") and I wrote a devilish little satire of this alternative grace. It's sung to the (approximate) tune of "Puttin' on the Ritz." We called our song "Puttin' on the Om!" Here goes:

When you sit and face your plate just close your eyes and concentrate then start to moan
Puttin' on the Om!
Facing North South East or West just concentrate and do your best to hit that tone
Puttin' on the Om!

Hold hands with the people right next to ya
Feel that cosmic current flowin' through ya
Do ya?

When your chair begins to rise don't peek or open up your eyes it's best unknown
Puttin' on the Om!

Hold hands with the people right next to ya

Feel that cosmic current flowin' through ya

Do ya?

When at last it's time to eat the foods all cold but you can't beat that primal groan

Puttin' on the Om!

Puttin' on the Om!

Puttin' on the Om!

Puttin' on the Ommmmmmmmmmm!