Trippin

The sun it rises everyday
Or so I hear some people say
I don’t know I must’ve been away
Everybody’s getting louder
And everybody’s getting harder
Baby, except for me

Trippin’ on the moon, you could see me
Trippin’ on the moon
On that lazy cosmic afternoon
If you look around and I’m not in my room
Trippin’ on the moon

Don’t ask me now I’ll tell you later
I’m having lunch with my Creator
In a while – crocodile
If you left it up to me
I’d lift you up for all to see now
Baby, we’ll reconcile