I dont need no special things to get me high
All I needs a touch of ron to get me by
I see people travelling, never make a move
I dont follow my leader, needles in the groove
I dont like sitar, it dont touch guitar
People selling me heaven, praying to the sky
I dont read their message
Listen with your eyes
Listen with your eyes
Listen with your eyes (I love it)
Youve had a hustling day
Your lifes roundabout anyway
I got my feet on the ground
That doesnt mean I dont get around
I get up on tops and down on mr. blue
I love to see a daybreak
Its not a chemical wide awake
I like a rub in the tub
I never want to pull out the plug
I get up on tops and down on mr. blue
Mr. blue!
People search the dailies, live by horoscope
Looking for direction, dont they get the joke
I wont fear the reaper, when the curtain falls
Im not vegetating, waiting for the call
I dont like sitar, it dont touch guitar
Wake up to the future, you should make your plans
Dreams are made in heaven, life is in your hands
Life is in your hands
Life is in your hands
Life is in your hands