Текст песни: Victor Wooten. The Loneliest Monk.

The loneliest Monk
Walks the street at night

The loneliest Monk

Play the wrong notes right
The loneliest Monk

The loneliest Monk
wasn't short wasn't tall

The loneliest Monk
wasn't lonely at all

The loneliest Monk
round and round at his place

The loneliest Monk
flawless living bitter taste

The loneliest Monk
Keeps his checks to himself

The loneliest Monk
tter memories in a shelf

The loneliest Monk
Used chopsticks to eat ice cream
saws the things that go unseen
knows exactly what i mean

The loneliest Monk
never renatured form his rent

The loneliest Monk
never cared that he was strange

The loneliest Monk
Made the most of what he got

The loneliest Monk
He chased the straight line not

The loneliest Monk
knew the rules but kept them bent

The loneliest Monk
he never tells but here's a hint

The loneliest Monk
spends on solid trampoline
brushes his teeth with gasoline
knows exactly what I mean

The loneliest Monk
he is the holder of the key

The loneliest Monk
he is a mentor to be

The loneliest Monk

(Thanks to diego for these lyrics)