(lyrics are written by Victor Wooten)

The loneliest monk, walks the street at night.
The loneliest monk, plays the wrong notes right.
The loneliest monk, wasn't short wasn't tall.
The loneliest monk, he wasn't lonely at all.

The loneliest monk, rounded round is his place.
The loneliest monk, flowless living bitter taste.
The loneliest monk, keeps his chips to himself.
The loneliest monk, although nunrise on a shelf

The loneliest monk.
Your chop sticks to eat ice cream.
So the things that going seen.
Knows exactly what I mean.

The loneliest monk, never victim from his range.
The loneliest monk, never guilt that he was strange.

The loneliest monk, maid the must of what he got.
The loneliest monk, he cheks the straight mail nut
The loneliest monk, knew the rules what captain meant
The loneliest monk, he never tells that he was ..

The loneliest monk,
Stand on solitaire trambolin
Cross his teet 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 me.
The loneliest monk.

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Thanks to (Chroposnos) for correcting these lyrics. Feb 2, 2008