Top Floor

I went to the top
Just to see what I could see
When the elevator stopped
There wasn't very much left of me

in a transparent daze
stumble out into the rain
drop off cliff passing lane
time and time again

rushing back and again to meet
like beads on a bicycle spoke
nectar ain't so sweet
if you drink too much to choke

Chorus
All the pretty city people keep a'coming down and laughing at me