I’m not sure who runs the show,
I never know when I shall go,
But I’m just happy I’m alive,
And I’m grateful that I’m high on it,
I know all that I need to know.
I’ve always had an open mind,
A healthy doubt of astral kind,
But while I’m breathing in this air,
And my heart is beating squarely,
I’ll raise a glass up to the sky.