I journeyed to the North
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to hear what the preacher said
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"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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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 its hid and that's just what I did
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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
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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 be careful where you put your feet
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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 ends...
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Stay Frosty!
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I looked to the East
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I struggled to stay afloat
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A solitary Buddhist Monk
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threw me a rope
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Looked me in the eye
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Don't make me say this twice
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You want to be a monk, you 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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best get it in writing
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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
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proposed me a toast, "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 cant handle
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far and wide far as you can handle
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trust in Allah
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But tie up your camel, and remember...
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Stay Frosty!!
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Stay Frosty
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| Van Halen |
