We should be heading for the top now
We've had a hundred thousand years
We should've found a little heaven in our soul
That could've washed away the tears

Instead we're wasted all the time
And there's a thousand ways to cry
And in our haste to get a little more from life
We didn't notice that we'd died

And we'll be losin' all the time
We'll be choking back the tears
And we'll be seein' only white light in our mind
And it's been blinding us for years

She got a rhythm in her soul
She got a rainbow in her eye
She gotta little bit of hurtin' deep inside
And it's a hurt you're gonna try

And I've been shooting up my time
I've been holdin' down the fear
We should be headin' for the top now, little child
But I've been rotting here for years

And we'll be calling in the dark
I'll be holding back the shame
We should be headin' for the top now, little child
But she'll be dancing on your grave
And I'll be calling for a god
I'll be calling out for more
And I've been given all the riches in my heart
That she'll be selling at the door

She got a heavy-duty soul
She got a twinkle in her eye
And she's polluting all the airwaves with her song
And it's a song I'm gonna buy

And then she comes into my room
She caught me messin' on the floor
She got a little bit of heaven in her soul
That got me crawlin' back for more

She got a rumour in her heart
She got a twinkle in her eye
She got a little bit of hurtin' deep inside
And it's a hurt I'm gonna try

But her ambition's such a drag
She made a coffin for my dreams
And now I'm losing all I had now
To stay alive by any means

And I'm forgettin' all the time
I should've photographed my mind
She got a little bit of heaven deep inside
And it's a heaven I should find
And there's a stagger in our walk
There's a stutter in our name
And you'll be seeing only white light in your mind
And there'll be nothing more to gain

We should be headin' for the top now
We've had a hundred thousand years
Instead we're losing all we got now
To cry a hundred thousand tears

We should be heading for the top now
But we'll be crawling on the floor
Instead we're losing all we got now
To cry a hundred thousand more

We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now
We should be heading for the top now

Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your future go?
Backstreet dealin', midnight stealin'
Oh, does your mother know?
Sadie, Sadie, quite the lady
How does your fortune grow?
Fixin', hustlin', pimpin', cussin'
Don't let the damage show