Blower

sometimes I get higher
baby I'm a liar
sometimes I sink lower
maybe I'm a blower

one shot and the mind = hot
(the sun it shines)
and it seems that what you feel
is blown away

sometimes people try

hey man, let's try to do it your way
got the feeling it's opposite noway
and the dadada's sucking anyway
there's a body on the road
I feel down

one blow and the people grow
(the moon it cries)
what you're not allowed to know
means no

sometimes people cry

sometimes people fly