We are never coming down  I got up, can't get down  It's like when you get to  the start of the day  The start of the day go run run away  We're still never coming down  the hair of a dog in the face of a clown  like when you get to the start of a day  the start of a day go run run away  The moral of the story lies  Behind the holes that pass four eyes  Between the cracks in shallow lives  Let the candyman decide  And when you're older just remember  It's not so long since you was younger  Roll around and you're always high  Always look but you never find  Everybody in the world is bent