Headin' For The Top Now

歌詞

We should be headin' for the top now We've have a hundred thousand years We should've found a little heaven in our soul That should've washed away the tears Instead we're wasted all the time And there's a thousand ways to cry And in our haste to find a little more from life We didn't notice that we'd died And we'll be losin' all the time We'll be choking back the tears And we'll be seein' only white light in our mind And it's been blinding us for years She got a rhythm in her soul She got a rainbow in her eyes She gotta little bit of hurtin' deep inside And its hurt you're gonna try And I've been shooting up my time I've been holdin' down the fear We should be headin' for the top now little child But I've been rotting here for years And we'll be calling the dark I'll be holding back the shame We should be headin' for the top now little child But she'll be dancing on your grave And I'll be calling for a god I'll be calling out for more And I've been given all the riches in my heart That she'll be selling at the door She got a heavy duty soul She got a twinkle in her eye And she's polluting all the air waves with her song And it's a song I'm gonna buy And then she comes into my room She caught me messin' on the floor She got a little bit of heaven in her soul That got me crawlin' back for more She got a rumour in her heart She got a twinkle in her eye She got a little bit of hurtin' deep inside And it's a hurt I'm gonna try But her ambition's such a drag She made a coffin for my dreams And now I'm losing all I had now To stay in love by any means And I'm forgettin' all the time I should've photographed my mind She got a little bit of heaven deep inside And its a heaven I should find And there's a stagger in our walk And there's a stutter in our name And you'll be seeing only white light And there'll be nothing more to gain We should be headin' for the top now We've had a hundred thousand years Instead we're losing all we got now To cry a hundred thousand tears We should be heading for the top now But we'll be crawling on the floor Instead we're losing all we got now To cry a hundred thousand more Mary, Mary quite contrary How does your future go? Backstreet dealin' Midnight stealin' Oh does your mother know? Sadie, Sadie Quite the lady How does your fortune grow? Fixin' hustlin' Pimpin' cussin' Don't let the damage show