I went to the top
Just to see what I could see
When the elevator stopped
There wasn't very much left of me
in a transparent daze
stumble out into the rain
drop off cliff passing lane
time and time again
rushing back and again to meet
like beads on a bicycle spoke
nectar ain't so sweet
if you drink too much to choke
Chorus
All the pretty city people keep a'coming down and laughing at me
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