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, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Soul mate the 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, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, it’s easy let your hair down

And your feet up higher and higher

Don’t go runnin' like a chicken