Elevator
Monday come back to visit Sunday.
Sunday is the new Saturday.
Saturday's gone away.
Now I'm in charge, don't break the law.
Your day will come.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Look for me in cars, parks and driveways.
Tuesday's being paused for a commercial break.
Break me into pieces, split it up in pieces.
Get out of town.
Don't bring me down.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Sunday is the new Saturday.
Saturday's gone away.
Now I'm in charge, don't break the law.
Your day will come.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Look for me in cars, parks and driveways.
Tuesday's being paused for a commercial break.
Break me into pieces, split it up in pieces.
Get out of town.
Don't bring me down.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
Going, going up to the sky.
Elevator's falling, the bottom floor is calling.
It's looking for a place to get high.
Elevator's rising, like the sun rising.
The sun is shining bright in the sky.
Elevator's going, don't know where it's going.
And I'm never telling you why.
It's not my style.
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Dibiase, Mike Fisher
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