Well, there's one thing to try
Well, there's one thing to try
Music gets you high
You're the lips that make the laughter
Shining out on everything you feel
Can't it be as easy as it seems?
I'm the son and you're the daughter
We are loved and we are lonely
Well, there's one thing to try
You're the sunshine in the snow
On the island far below
Resting like a rock beside the seaside
Everybody knows
You're the bird that dropped the berry
Everybody grows and so it goes
Who gets a little stoned beside the wayside
Of the stranger that we know
Everybody grows and so it goes
We are hoboes, we are holy
Finding out that everything is real
Everybody knows
Music gets you high
Make it out of love and build a dream
Everybody knows
We are me and we are you
We are many, we are few
Music gets you high
