Top Of The World

You got that look that says it all,

I've seen it before,

At the start of every summer,

We're young and free nowhere to be,

We'll break through the doors,

Of the bar on every corner.

Tell me,

If you're ready,

Got a few things up my sleeve,

They hate us,

Cuz they ain't us,

I'll tell you what I see from the.

Top of the world,

With no one there to stop us,

Ripped jeans and curls,

Mom said home by half twelve,

I might be late,

There’s no way down from up here,

We'll probably pay,

But I think I'll stay on.

Top of the world,

Top of the world.

Don't need no job,

Too many rules we chose to ignore,

We'll deal with it later,

We're broke and free,

But keep the change,

I'll find me some more,

‘Hey Dad, can I have a 20?’

Tell me,

If you're ready,

Got a few things up my sleeve,

They hate us,

Cuz they ain't us,

I'll tell you what I see from the.

Top of the world,

With no one there to stop us,

Ripped jeans and curls,

Mom said home by half twelve,

I might be late,

There’s no way down from up here,

We'll probably pay,

But I think I'll stay on.

Top of the world,

Top of the world,

Top of the world,

Top of the world.