[Verse 1]
Let's go to the park
Let's go watch them flooding
Out there after dark
Don't have to think or nothing

[Chorus]
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling

[Verse 2]
Let's take it to the top
Of the tobacco nation
We can aim the dish
For hardcore invitations

[Chorus]
And I hate that for
For the things I'm thinking
When the clouds are low
Seven hundred and sinking

[Bridge]
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
But leanings toward, toward a full stop's
All I hear you say
[Chorus]
One foot on the stump
The other's on the pulpit
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot pulpit
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling

[Outro]
(It's part hard, hard to remember)
In our own backyard
(It's part hard to say)
We can do some flooding
(Parts unknown, unknown forever)
When it's cold and dark
(And those parts fade away)
Don't have to think or nothing
Don't have to think or nothing