Written by tom waits and greg cohen





I'm going straight to the top

Oh yea up where the air is

Fresh and clean

I'm going straight up to the top

If you know me, you know what i mean

I can't let sorrow

Try and pull ol' frankie down

Live for tomorrow i have found you

I'm going straight up to the top

Up where the air is fresh and clean

I know that i will never stop, oh no

Until i know i'm wild and free

Just like a champagne bubble

Pop pop pop

I'm like those birdies

High up in the trees

I can't let sorrow

Pull ol' frankie down

Live for tomorrow

I have found you

I'm going straight up to the top oh yeah

Up where the air is fresh and clean


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