Turn the dial on the stereo, kid
were missing the beats that make my heart pump
we'll jump, and greet the gods when we're flying up high
drink up your concoction, we're gonna fly, this time;
don't forget that your grounded, you've found it
the dreams are becoming reality, it's clear, you see:
gotta bring that smile up from that frown; as the drink travels down
just let it drip into your veins and believe its a trip
hold on to the rail don't loose your step, i'm imitating the world
cos it's money, money, money that's making it turn,
but the burning of civility is criminality; making me and you
a crook, just sit your ass down and read up on your shit
inform youself, and stop caring about the rest.
because the world is polluting itself, its not suiting itself;
connect with your fellow brothers and sisters, we're all
in this together. just remember, when we all fall down
with the posies all around, the whole circle falls
and we're taking you with us.
But turn it up, still; we're living, still
better find your muse while you got the get up