I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price   I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice   Until my worse idea gets the big reward   Until I get out of this raggedy ford   And into a shiny new two seater   Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah      I'm gonna sign my checks: yours sincerely   For all the money that you hold dearly   When my ego swells and my output dwindles   You can tell the world that youve been swindled   By the man who would have been so bitter   Had he never reconsidered      Falling up   To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile   Falling up   To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek   I cant sit down cause I'm falling up      Well I used to think that I had some duty   Now I only want the booty   And unless youve recently been anointed   Then don't tell me you're disappointed   In the man who would have been so bitter   Had he never reconsidered      Now I pay no mind to innovation   Just over and over with the same sensation   Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop   That comes and goes like the hula hoop   In one ear and out the other   Nothing there to stop it, brother      Falling up