Top Of The Hill Lyrics

Complicate, liberate, confused by the call
Into the forest where the angels waking
Like the birds in the trees
I only wish we could catch the first plane out of here

Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon

The stars are UFO's, all eyes neon globes
Everything is watching him
He's the centre of the dream
The birds are talking to him
Hey, he just worked out telepathy

Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon

Into the stars, back through the sun
Top of the hill where the angels fly
Into the sun, back through the stars
Top of the hill where the angels fly

Terminate the terminal
We all live so we can fly
That true destination
Where's the ticket, anyhow

Take drugs, climb that hill
See the world, a different point of view
Burn the future
Burn a past
Fall into the abyss of that ugly mask

Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on calling, keep on calling
Little road maps on the moon

Into the stars, back through the sun
Top of the hill where the angels fly
Into the sun, back through the stars
Top of the hill where the angels fly

Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon
Keep on drivin', keep on drivin'
Little road maps on the moon