Whoa, oh, Elijah, I'd just like to tell you
That your chariot's on fire
One thing that I'm wondering
Will you explain to me
Just who it was that gave to you
The right to break the law of gravity

Well, well, Elijah, I suppose you hope
That there is someone there to guide you
Most of us are satisfied
You travel along the ground
But somehow when you take a ride
You seem to think that you are heaven-bound

Do-wah
Do, do-wah
Do-do-do-do, do-wah
Oh, oh, oh, Elijah

Whoa, oh, Elijah, what makes you feel
That there's a need to go up higher
Most of us are happy
And content with where we are
Just tell me what will people think
Do you have to carry this so far
Most of us are happy
And content with where we are
Just tell me what will people think
Do you have to carry this so far

Oh, Elijah
Up higher
Oh, Elijah
Up higher...