Bobby Bare, Jr. - The Monk at the Disco lyrics

The monk at the disco hears the beat Feels the music but don't move his feet The monk at the disco says a prayer The monk at the disco hears the beat Feels the music but don't move his feet The monk at the disco says a prayer For the skinny girl with blond curly hair... Who forgot to put on her underwear The monk is at the disco! The monk is at the disco! For your soul... The monk at the disco feels God in soul As the tall black bartender offers to sell him blow The monk at the disco has a heart filled with hope While a drunk white boy spills Jack and Coke...

Across his robe The monk is at the disco! The monk is at the disco! For your soul... Dancing machines with broken feet Glamorize their desperate needs And have no use for what is true... And I have to add for those who do So, the monk he leaves the disco But takes one long last stare At the skirt on the girl... With the blonde curly hair The monk he leaves the disco! The monk he leaves the disco! He leaves the disco! He leaves the disco! Leaves the disco! Leave the disco....