City running through my veins Like tiny bubbles in a champagne glass Make a body levitate Way way way up high, way way up high There's a party in my brain Every color of the rainbow sky Line of skittles on a plate Way way way up high Feeling like a spaceman under the stars Living in a wasteland somewhere on mars Sending out an SOS in the dark But I've got no service, no service On and on you can find me in the clouds now On and on if you think we're coming down now Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda turn that record over going Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda turn that record over Friday knocking at my door Dodging Mondays like a matador Hundred miles up the floor Way way way up high Feeling like a spaceman under the stars Living in a wasteland somewhere on mars Sending out an s.o.s in the dark But I've got no service, no service On and on you can find me in the clouds now On and on if you think we're coming down now Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda turn that record over going Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda turn that record over Nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah (dream on) Nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah (dream on) On and on you can find me in the clouds now On and on if you think we're coming down now Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda bring that record over going Dream on, dream on Pop that lemonade, cola, soda turn that record over