Higher

No reason for knocking

Just come forward

Leave your vibe at the door

It'll help you breeze through

The blank generation and the moral whores

Everything and this shall pass now

Baby it's easy

Let the high fly

And the low go

Soul mate

Crime rate

Stress case

In the wrong place

Excuse me, back down

Look to the wonders of the suffering crowd

Everything and this shall pass now

Baby it's easy

Let your hair down

Pick the beat up

Somebody once told me

Don't blame the yuppie that you'd rather know

But i know You don't live true

Jump on

Get on

Sing in tune

Everything and this shall pass

Now baby it's easy

Let the high fly

And the low go

Higher and higher

Baby it's easy

Let your hair down

And your feet up

Higher and higher

Don't go runnin' like a chicken