Somebody save me, coz my mind is a train
And it dont have a destination, and it dont know my name
It keeps runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,
well, that kinda explains,
why I see every single madness, but I cant see what is plain
Education's a (teacher / preacher), but it don?t teach me how to kiss
I aint no (preacher / teacher), but believe me when I tell u this

What goes up, must come down
You?ll never get it til ya turn it around
What goes up, must come down

No I dont believe in pictures, nothing can hold the world still
And I dont believe in predictions, maybe just gravity
We keep runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,
well it makes no sense to me,
we struggle with equations, simplicitys the key

Well, it took me years to years, to learn what I knew all the time

Im feelin high, Im feelin low, and theres where to go
Im feelin high, Im feelin low, do you love me?

Down up, down up, Gimme some of the funky chicken,
Groovy! Kiss!