Way Up There

On a fine summer evening
In a lonely parking lot
The local heads are meeting
Sharing acid, beer, and pot
Everybody's groovin'
To the music that we dig
When suddenly a scream is heard, "IT'S THE PIGS"

Way up there
Ain't much air
Watch your back
Please beware
Way up there
Spiral stairs
Every step could be where

It ain't a crime to party
To get a nice cool buzz
The night had barely started
No worries of the fuzz
Now their lights are flashin'
We're frozen where we sit
Until the call to action, "RUN FOR IT"

Way up there
Ain't much air
Watch your back
Please beware
Way up there
Spiral stairs
Every step could be where (They get you)

RUN

Way up there
Ain't no fair



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Caw
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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