This world tries to bring me down.
This world likes to throw me around.
This world tries to bring me down.
With its G-R-A-V-I-T-Y.
Fell down the stairs this morning when i was half asleep.
Picked myseld back up but Im still seeing stars.
Gotta keep on pushin forward to the sky.
You gotta fight gravity until the day you die.

This world makes me feel like a clown.
This world tries to bring me down.
With its G-R-A-V-I-T-Y.
Tired of climbing up that mountain.
My feet like lead.
Thers a hole in my pocket sucking out all by bread.
Force=distance/distance squared.
If that apple would have been an anvil, no one would have 
even cared.