C
I journeyed to the North, to hear what the preacher said
C
He said "your arms are too short to box with God,
C
learn these words instead".
C
Gold tooth reflected, my advice is free
C
there's a trick to Christian values, it ends compulsively.
F
(Stay frosty) that's what the preacher man said
C
(Stay frosty) his words still racking in my head
Ab G
Can't control your future, can't control your friends
Ab G
in a world without end
C
(Stay Frosty) ayyy yeah
C
(Stay Frosty now) uh-all right
VERSE 1
C
And I traveled to the South, the ancient Rabbi appeared to me
C
voice heavy with the sands of time, he made me see.
C
Same as Kabbalah Day but for you it's free
C
God guides us on our journey, but careful with those feet!
VERSE 2
C
I journeyed to the East, and I struggled to stay afloat
C
a solitary Buddhist monk, threw me a rope.
C
Looked me in the eye and said "don't make me say this twice"
C
"you want to be a monk, you got to cook a lot of rice."
GUITAR SOLO
VERSE 3 (breakdown)
C
Wandered out West, to the California coast
C
where the folks who know about frostiness, stay frostiest the most.
C
My brand new landlord proposed me a toast,
C
my West Coast host.
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