| On top of a hill is a nice place to be at
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| Diggin' the country for miles around
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| Watchin' the people like ants on a hillside
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| Running around, running around
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| So far below me I see the confusion
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| Small-minded men with their small-minded wives
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| If they could see themselves where I am standing
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| They’d alter their lives, alter their lives
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| And I’m so high up I touch the sky
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| And I’m so high up I touch the sky
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| Climb up here, jump up here
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| Skip up, or run up
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| Get up here somehow cause you’ll find your head
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| Finally finding the level you’re after
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| Ego is dead, ego is dead
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| And I’m so high up I touch the sky
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| And I’m so high up I touch the sky
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| Wish they’d start using the path of tomorrow
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| There’s only way up and one way down
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| Decide for yourself on the path you’ll be taking
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| When you look down, down and around
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| And I’m so high up I touch the sky… |