I don't need no special things to get me high 
All I needs a touch of Ron to get me by 
I see people travelling, never make a move 
I don't follow my leader, needles in the groove 
I don't like sitar, it don't touch guitar 
People selling me heaven, praying to the sky 
I don't read their message 
Listen with your eyes 
Listen with your eyes 
Listen with your eyes (I love it) 
You've had a hustling day 
Your life's roundabout anyway 
I got my feet on the ground 
That doesn't mean I don't get around 
I get up on tops and down on Mr. Blue 
I love to see a daybreak 
It's not a chemical wide awake 
I like a rub in the tub 
I never want to pull out the plug 
I get up on tops and down on Mr. Blue 
Mr. Blue! 
People search the dailies, live by horoscope 
Looking for direction, don't they get the joke 
I won't fear the reaper, when the curtain falls 
I'm not vegetating, waiting for the call 
I don't like sitar, it don't touch guitar 
Wake up to the future, you should make your plans 
Dreams are made in heaven, life is in your hands 
Life is in your hands 
Life is in your hands 
Life is in your hands