falling up |
|
I'm
gonna lower my standards and raise my price |
I'm
gonna take your lunch and your bad advice |
Until
my worse idea gets the big reward |
Until
I get out of this raggedy Ford |
And
into a shiny new two seater |
Dress
my girlfriend up like a cheetah |
|
I'm
gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely |
For
all the money that you hold dearly |
When
my ego swells and my output dwindles |
You
can tell the world that youve been swindled |
By
the man who would have been so bitter |
Had
he never reconsidered |
|
Falling
up |
To
the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile |
Falling
up |
To
the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek |
I
cant sit down cause I'm falling up |
|
Well
I used to think that I had some duty |
Now
I only want the booty |
And
unless youve recently been anointed |
Then
dont tell me youre disappointed |
In
the man who would have been so bitter |
Had
he never reconsidered |
|
Now
I pay no mind to innovation |
Just
over and over with the same sensation |
Till
I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop |
That
comes and goes like the hula hoop |
In
one ear and out the other |
Nothing
there to stop it, brother |
|
Falling
up |
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