From The 100th Floor lyrics

Song information

Artist: Discover America
Album: Psychology

Lyrics

From way up on the 100th floor
The people look like nothing more than ants just bumping into one another
If you grew up way too slow in a small town under snow
Then you get a little nervous around people that you never met
I watch the players play their parts with eager wanting hearts
Such an impressive cast of cunning improvisers
Mister director tell me what's my cue
Forgot my lines and what to do
I'd be happy with some tape to stand on
But no one bothered teaching me any songs
So I stand here in the corner just humming along
Welcome to my little bubble
Don't want to cause no trouble
Don't want no complications
Not fond of confrontations
Welcome to my little bubble
I'm going to share it with ya
I'm going to take your picture
I'm going to put it in my wallet