Frank Ocean - Monks lyrics

Mosh pit's and bare chest
Stage diving sky diver
Spray the crowd with cold water
Now it's mosh pit's and wet tit's
I think I need a cold shower cool waters
African girl speaks in English accent
Likes to fuck boys in bands
Likes to watch Westerns
And ride me without the hands
Show me her passport she's on her own tour
But you're beautiful to me, ooh
Wave 'em high, girl, to the sky
But you're beautiful to me, oh
Live in the clouds
Wave 'em high, girl, to the sky
But you're beautiful to me
Life in the clouds keep em high, y'all
Beautiful stars in the sky

Monks in the mosh pit
Stage diving Dalai Lama
Feet covered in cut flowers
They mosh for enlightenment
Clean chakra, good karma, oh
One with the water
Indian girl sleeps above the temple
Planning a runaway, young at heart
You found a boyfriend
And now you wanna get away, get away
Just a virgin lover on a getaway, get away
And at sunset they're gonna try and get away
Get away abhayamudra

I never ask for much
But please keep up lover
We've got no choices left the running's fast
Run, run, run, run you're beautiful to me
Run, run, run, run, you'd better run
You mean so much to me in my world, my world

We made it safely
Even with your father's army trailing us
We escaped him
Even with his archers' bows at our backs
What a great escape
But there's a long way still, in fact
We're lost in a jungle
Underneath these clouds
There's a monsoon that never ends
A coke white tiger woke us from our slumber
To guide and protect us ‘til the end

We're in the clouds
Wave 'em high now, to the sky
But you're beautiful to me, oh
Keep 'em high, y'all, show you right
But you're beautiful to me, oh (Right)
Beautiful