Up There

Hey, I lay on the carpet That's where it started These shitty old headphones They always made me feel free Wall full of posters Stood on your shoulders Dammit, Miss Joplin I'm sure you were talking to me I don't know about you But if you ask me Oh how it must feel To be up there With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddie (Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob, hey) I'd listen to my tapes Between sugar and cartoon breaks And if I was hurting, uh That was the remedy I wasn't ready, shit No one prepared me Was that kid in that bedroom Now I'm up in the galaxy I don't know about you But if you ask me Oh how it must feel To be up there With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddie Oh how it must feel To be up there With Johnny, Uncle Bob and Freddie (Uncle Bob, Uncle Bob) Yeah Where is the music? Where is the music? Where is the music? Show me the music Show me the music Show me the music Show me the music Uncle Bob I'm sure that you were talking to me (I'm sure that you were talking to me) MJ and Foley (Show me the music, Where is the music?) 2Pac and Biggie (Show me the music, Show me the music?) I'm sure that you were talking to me Marvin and Cobain (Show me the music, show me the music) James Brown (Show me the music, show me the music) I'm sure that you were talking to me (Show me the music, show me the music) --- Up There - SIX60