| I journeyed to the North
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| To hear what the preacher said
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| He said, «your arms are too short to box with God
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| Learn these words instead»
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| Gold tooth reflected
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| «My advice is free
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| There’s a trick to Christian values and its compulsory.»
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| Stay Frosty
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| That’s what the preacher man said
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| Stay Frosty
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| His words still racket in my head
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| Can’t control your future
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| Can’t control your friends
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| In a world without end…
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| Stay Frosty
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| Stay Frosty now, alright
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| I travelled to the South
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| The ancient Rabbi appeared to me
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| Voice heavy with the sands of time, he made me see
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| «Same as Kabalah Dave but for you it’s free
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| God guides us on our journey
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| But careful with those feet»
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| Stay frosty
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| In a world without end
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| Stay Frosty
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| Like the ancient immortals said
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| Don’t want 'em to get your goat
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| Don’t show 'em where it’s hid
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| But that’s just what I did
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| Stay Frosty!
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| Look out
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| Stay Frosty!
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| I journeyed to the East
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| And I struggled to stay afloat
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| A solitary Buddhist Monk threw me a rope
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| Looked me in the eye
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| And said, «Don't make me say this twice
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| You want to be a monk, you got to cook a lot of rice»
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| Stay Frosty
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| In a world without end
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| Stay Frosty
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| Work hard at this my friends
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| Look beyond the Kung Fu fighting
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| God is love
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| But get it in writing
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| Stay Frosty
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| Stay Frosty now
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| I wandered out West
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| To the California Coast
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| Where the folks who know about frostiness stay frostiest the most
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| My brand new landlord proposed me a toast
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| «My West Coast host»
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| Stay Frosty
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| Chant it like a Mantra
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| Stay Frosty
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| And there’s nothing you can’t handle
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| Far and wide far as you ramble
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| Trust in Allah
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| But tie up your camel, and remember…
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| Stay Frosty! |