Intro: On top of a hill is a nice place to be at Digging the country for miles around Watching the people like ants on a hillside Running around, running around So far below me I see the confusion Small-minded men with their small-minded wives If they could see themselves, where I am standing They'd alter their lives, alter their lives And I'm so high up, I touch the sky And I'm so high up, I touch the sky Bridge: Climb up here, jump up here, skip up or run up Get up here somehow, 'cause you'll find your head Finally finding the level you're after Ego is dead, ego is dead Instrumental: