Balloons

It's only five miles to heaven With all the usual stops I took the right directions And I'm farther than I was at the start And you keep telling me the story about some killer bees Seems I've gone crazy and they're trying to kill everybody and me So whatever comes will come And maybe we're all balloons full of air And the reason we're deflatin' is to remind us that the ground is air La la la la. La la la la. La la la! Only the craziest of the bees know the branches like you do Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between the honey and the glare This split direction is eventually gonna tear us all apart You know you're going nowhere But hey at least you know where you are So whatever comes will come And maybe we're all balloons full of air And the reason we're deflatin' is to remind us that the ground is air La la la la. La la la la. La la la! Way up in this sort of air Way up in this sort of air So whatever comes will come And maybe we're all balloons full of air And the reason we're deflatin' is to remind us that the ground is air La la la la. La la la la. La la la! La la la la. La la la la. La la la!!!