Elevator to hell

In came a boy with Mid length greasy hair He had a bunch of songs That he wanted to share High up above him In the tall cloudy air Flew a little bird In which some others noticed there The bird's name...

Spinning clouds A Bove Or Below me As I'm Falling Am I Allergic To everything Can you help me Someone has taken away my eyes When the Switch Hit Down I was not the least surprised Spinning song sounds...

I was made To be with you Just look at all That we've been through I would like to be kissin' you Tonight instead while we're getting through With everything I put you through I love you I do This is...

Do you look the same way As I look at you Car we're in moves 'long so fast I think of the thoughts you use I wish that I was you Do you wish you were with me Where could we both Be Seems like I move...

On the ground, feeling so small Look up the tree, a mile above Grab the lowest branch in my left hand Second highest with the right Up above five storeys wind begins to sway Up above the highest...

Swimmin' across the tallest grass She followed him into the field. 'This is where,' he said to her 'Is where I like to be.' Once near the center he Hollowed out a space Between the branches squeezin'...

So if the end of the world is in '97 And the planet's going to the slide Gravity will increase and make us heavy Poisoned air will fill the sky If all of these people saying these things Believe so...

I've never felt so lost before I guess it comes with age And every year I'm more aware Of every passing day Floating deeper out to sea I can't see through the sky It seems more helpless and more deep...

I've got a girl problem I got a girl problem And if you need a bottom I got a girl problem And if you don't Mind the smell I need somebody's gonna Feel what I Wanta feel what I Wanna hear why is this...