High as the Ceiling

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor

Think I lost my mind and my feeling, been there all before

Find my way

Free my soul

Blind and loaded

Lined and sorted

It's time...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me

I got a little something up my sleeve

I can think of better places to be

So get yourself down on the street

Come on take my hand if you need me

Just knock up on my door

You got to stop your mind from dreaming

And live your life some more

Find my way

Free my soul

Wine and water

Shine light on my time...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me

I got a little something up my sleeve

I can think of better places to be

So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling

Leave me a light at home

I'm running out of time and I need it

I need a lifetime more

Find my way

Free my soul

Eyes wide open

Time is on my side...

If you think you'll make a fool out of me

I got a little something up my sleeve

I can think of better places to be

So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor

Come on get up high as the ceiling, get up on the floor

Think I lost my mind and my feeling

Been there all before