The fool got up and hit my face

I couldn't make it to the door

I took a sip and drained the tap

And life became a thing to stab

Aha



I couldn't understand it

My days were in a daze

Is it bloody Sunday

I'd better save my prayers

Oh yeah, oh yeah



And when the stars came down

I was higher than the 4th of July

Whizzing right across the sky

High, high, higher



Believe the lies I told myself

I wasn't into something I own

No way

I held my breath I count to ten

So turn around round round

And do it again



I couldn't understand it

My life was all a blaze

Is it bloody Sunday

My days were in a daze



When the stars came down

I was higher than the 4th of July

Whizzing right across the sky

High, high, higher



And when the stars fell down

You know I' m gonna burn up the town

It's the 4th of July

And I was getting so high



When the stars came down

I was higher than the 4th of July

Whizzing right across the sky

High, high, higher

Writer : SCOTT, ANDREW / PRIEST, STEPHEN / CONNOLLY, BRIAN / TUCKER, MICHAEL
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.