We like to burn bright, we like to take flight, every night
We like to see things that are not really there, every night
Just some time out from so much confusion, a little insight
Mix reality with a dose of illusion, a little delight
So come on toast the toaster, don’t you know you really want to, laugh the rock n roll joke
So come and pass the bread, won’t you let it in your head, just let yourself float, every night
With the things that are real, I’d rather not deal, I like to fade away
To a better place, into outer space, somewhere behind this face
And I love to kick back with my unfillable gap, every night is a date
And I love the abuse, the total misuse of the higher state
So come on toast the toaster, don’t you know you really want to, laugh the rock n roll joke
So come and pass the bread, won’t you let it in your head, just let yourself float, every night
Let it glow and then let go
Let true feelings show, overflow
This flood will drown the noise
Make everything that’s here your toys
The dead have come to life
I’m swimming in the sky
Laughing like a clown
Inside out and upside down
They can’t calm me down
Higher than High, Higher than High, I’m so high, I’m so high




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