C.J. Chenier

Lyrics to Falling Up



falling up







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 dont tell me youre 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