Lyrics
your father is a v.i.p. he thinks he's always right, your mother watches her t.v. won't talk to you all night, couldn't help sitting up so high, he's gotta find love, he's never seen a flower tree, or anything that close, and everyday i'll pass and say, hey!, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, according to you i just don't care, i'm falling on the ground, first time that you saw me, said you'd hope i would change, well, your friends took one look at me, and they sure acted strange, haven't seen you in a month, and you wonder what it's all about, well, next time i'm in prison, love, come and, well bail me out, and everyday i'll pass and say, hey!, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, according to you i just don't care, i'm falling on the ground, you tried to put the blame on me, you've got a lot of nerve, you say you're so lonely, well, it's all that you deserve, when you get tired of your, love of life in high society, well, get some kicks and take a trip, and come on down with me, and everyday i'll pass and say, hey!, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, how is the air up there, according to you i just don't care, i'm falling on the ground, how is the air up there.
Song details
Artist: bangles, the