Look up at me, boy, you got your head in the clouds again You're out making the rounds again Up in the sky with all your friends You oughta take some time and get back on the ball again Back like what you've been called Again spending all your time at the fence Now I'm stuck in the car with my head on the window Doesn't matter where we go I'm not gonna follow along Out of the blue, I've got a head made of paper Got a mind like a feather And I'm drowning in the words of a song Alright, I could get used to this Just then I hear all these voices Singing, "Remember, remember Remember, remember Remember, remember This" They say, "remember, remember Remember, remember Remember, remember This."