My mother said, to get things done You'd better not mess with Major Tom Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low Do you remember a guy that's been In such an early song? I've heard a

We go where no one goes We slow for no one Get out of our way Let the wind carry us To the clouds, hurry up, alright We can travel so far As our eyes can see Awake in the sky We break up so high, alright

She's the woman A little low on cash But I'm high on luck I wanna be your knight In shining pick-up truck With a Chevy for my summer home Let's get the party started It's looking like the city towed My other apartment

I should've known I would pay for this You look to good with your makeup off And your favorite song They get scared to lust Girl, you're dangerous Girl, what's been happening lately? We don't even talk no more I be getting high on the low

I'll keep giving love When you go low, I go high, I go high, I go high When you go low, I go high, to get by, to get by Sometimes (sometimes, sometimes) I don't wanna be nice (nice) But I try (but I try) When you go low, I go high And I get lonely on the

Everybody just wants to get high Sit and watch a perfect world go by We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives We follow the roads that lead us To drugs or Jesus In my home town for anyone who sticks around You're either lost or you're found

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

You're killin' my vibe (killin' it) I-I'm too fly to fight Can't afford my price This a white tee (clean) Bitch, bite me (hey!) I'm on the high (I'm on the high) They on the low (they on the low) Get out my zone Said, I'm on the high (I'm on the high)

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown