Mosh pits and bare chest, stage diving sky diver
Spray the crowd with cold water
Now it's mosh pits and wet tits
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 (Live in the clouds)
Wave 'em high girl, to the sky
But you're beautiful to me (Life in the clouds)
Keep em high ya'll (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
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
Abhaya Mudra
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 archer’s 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 till the end
(We're in the clouds) Wave 'em high now to the sky
(But you're beautiful to me) Keep 'em high ya'll, show you right
(But you're beautiful to me) Right, beautiful
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