The cannonball
Is trembling and shaking
The ivory tower
Is bending and breaking

And when I look out to the west
And there’s no where left to go
But when I’m dreaming at my best
My soul knows where to go
Go

The chandelier
Is blinking and burning
My flesh and blood
Is tossing and turning

And when I look out to the sun
And it keeps on burning bright
And when I’m dancing with my gun
It is loud and it is night
And I’m dancing

Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh
Way-up, ahh