Written by tom waits and greg cohen I'm going straight to the top Oh yea up where the air is Fresh and clean I'm going straight up to the top If you know me, you know what I mean I can't let sorrow Try and pull ol' frankie down Live for tomorrow I have found you I'm going straight up to the top Up where the air is fresh and clean I know that I will never stop, oh no Until I know I'm wild and free Just like a champagne bubble Pop pop pop I'm like those birdies High up in the trees I can't let sorrow Pull ol' frankie down Live for tomorrow I have found you I'm going straight up to the top oh yeah Up where the air is fresh and clean