I'm at the base of the mountain running uphill You're either running for the top, coming down Or you stand still It's a low how the seabends fair well Yeah, I know it just repeats like a drum beat Like a drum beat, like a drum beat
The way up The way on The way up, on and over
And after all and all and all It's just a wheel we're spinnin on
It's the bottom of the barrel I know now The last and the cast The little fly over So I went to carbony, get poured out Fillin up the glass we're waiting for the masses
The way up The way on The way up, on and over
And after all and all and all It's just a wheel we're spinnin on
