I'm I'm falling for you baby Yellin' from the the rooftop Tellin' the whole world world You got me yellin' from the the rooftop So everybody knows I'm I'm screaming from the the mountain Gonna sing it everywhere Yeah, you can call me crazy Baby I don't care

These are the the tales of of tomorrow It's turning our world world 'round, it's upside down Riding the the wave of of this energy This here, this is our story This here's the the journey of of our lives We won't stop, this is our moment Get back our hopes because we're dreaming

I need to live a little, have some fun Take some time, waste it on on number one Find a girl that brings my whole world world to a stop Live a little, love a lot Stressed out, running late, racing down the the interstate Spilled hot coffee down the the front of of my jeans

Take on on the world world I'm I'm singing oh oh oh Oh oh oh ooh I feel all right, I'm I'm gonna take on on the world world Light up the the stars, I've got some pages to turn I've got a ticket to the the top of of the sky I'm I'm comin' up, I'm I'm on the the ride of of my life I've been waitin' For a

The world world I love To be part of of The wave, can't stop Can't stop, addicted to the the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of of imitation Distant cousin to the the reservation Defunct the the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feeling that

And now I see (hey) see (hey) see (hey) see I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoa About the the money and the the cars and girls (and the the girls) But now I see (now I see) oh whoa Because I'm I'm sitting on on top of of the world world (the whole world world) Cause I'm I'm sitting on

I wanna love you like the the world's gonna stop 'Til the the very last second, last tick of of that clock I'm I'm gonna slow it all down and then take you from zero to ten Yeah, I wanna love you like I'll never love you again You're gonna run out of of cigarettes And

Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go? Pedal on on the floorboard, lay a little bit of of rubber down this road Bass bumpin' on the the car door Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the the time in the the world so come on on little girl Whoa, all we gotta do is

The Boys always spending all their money on on love You get high and fuck a bunch of of girls And then cry on on top of of the world world I hope you have the the time of of your life I hope I don't lose it tonight They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it Clone it, own it,

Fear - there's a way out Touch of of red Nothing has it all Bury the the place I've been I fear there's a way out Reaching depth of of clarity I'm I'm not supposed to be like this I should be on on the top top of the the world