Flying High,
In the sunshine,
I won't lie,
But I'm feeling fine.
I'm coming up,
I feel a rush of blood.
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.
Flying high,
Beneath bright lights.
Draw the line,
Well I'm on cloud nine.
So pop the collar and roll,
And wait for it all to unfold.
Please excuse me if I sound bold,
But if you live slow you'll die old.
One more tot before you go chasing fool's gold.
Spirits high off the back of a tenfold.
So how long before we risk it,
On the buzz of a disco biscuit.
It's so good but so simplistic,
Leave no room for the pessimistic.
Flying High,
In the sunshine,
I won't lie,
But I'm feeling fine.
I'm coming up,
I feel a rush of blood.
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.
Loose ambition for the sesh,
Just to get yourself in a mess,
But I digress,
Let's put these recreationals to the test.
To see who comes up the best,
We're on different waves but all feeling blessed,
Just keep racking up the zest,
Until the stress has been adressed.
There's four new colours in the rainbow,
No bassline just straight techno.
Don't be afraid to lose control,
As the birds they get down low,
Lights go out in El Teatro,
Simmer down and vamanos.
Flying High,
In the sunshine,
I won't lie,
But I'm feeling fine.
I'm coming up,
I feel a rush of blood.
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.
Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment.
Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment.
Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment.
Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment.
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Flying High,
In the sunshine,
I won't lie,
But I'm feeling fine.
I'm coming up,
I feel a rush of blood.
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.
(Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment)
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.
(Always be In Your Element,
Ain't got time for your sentiment)
I'm In My Element,
In My Element.