We're the lifted boys and girls and we are on our own
Listening to everything from grunge to rock and roll
Our feet don't touch the ground,
fly like a plastic bag that's left out
We inhale the helium and leave the ship in bloom
We don't get in traffic,
chance we're shining on this room
We sunshine on our faces,
we keep it super basic, left turn
We got lifted on a Monday
Then we floated away and it was Sunday
All your absence again,
all your absence again
Every morning we got troubles that I do we can lift it right away.
No,
we don't touch the
You wanna see in color we wanna feel each other
Drifting through the tunnel,
I don't make my mama proud
She keep trying to talk to me,
but I am in the clouds
No, you don't feel the pressure,
I'll be the air as fresh as Left it
We got lifting on a Monday
Then we're floating away to a Sunday