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Better not look down
If you want to keep on flying
Put the hammer down,
And keep it full speed ahead
You better not look back
Or you might just wind up crying
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
Woah
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
You never know when a piece of homespun philosophy like that is going to come in handy. For instance, the other day I ran into an old girlfriend of mine walking up and down the street, and whistling and waving at every car that passed by. That girl had lived in love and for love and over love and under love all of her life. If the arrows from Cupids bow,
that has passed through her heart, had been sticking out of her body, she would have looked just like a porcupine. And she said to me, as they drove her away in the paddy wagon, “Hey, am I living my life all wrong?” And I said, “Girl, the only advice I have to pass along is right here in the words of this song.”
You know, you better not look down
If you want to keep on flying
You got to put the hammer down
And keep it full speed ahead
You better not look back
Or you might just wind up crying
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
Woah
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Well not too long ago I was over in London, England, walking down the street at sunrise. And there’s a very large Rolls-Royce limousine pulling slowing along the curb. And in that limousine was the Queen of England, looking absolutely fabulous, and yet haggard all at the same time. And the Queen leaned out of the window and she said to me, “Ain’t you that bitch that’s always telling those jokes about me?” I nearly died. I said, “Oh no ma’am, you’re majesty. You must have me mixed up with that other bitch Joan Rivers, that’s what.” Well I tell ya, she looked like she needed a friend in the very worst way. I said to her, “Queenie, what’s on your mind?” She said, “Oh girl, uneasy lies the head that wears this crown. Sometimes it’s so hard for us to keep our imperial shit together.” Now just about this time I noticed one of the
Queens dogs, a minor breed, had taken a major dump on the royal wedges. Now I noticed, see, and the dog noticed, see, but the
Queen didn’t notice. She’s still babbling away. “Oh, if one more thing goes wrong for me today I’m just going to push the button and blow us all to kingdom come.” Well I looked at her shoes, and if I wasn’t so nice, I’d have handed the Queen this piece of advice.
You better not look down
If you want to keep on flying
You got to put the hammer down
And keep it full speed ahead
You better not look back
Or you might just wind up crying
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
You know, before I was the great American entertainer you see before you this evening. I was a doctor of surgery in a very famous hospital in the Midwest. Yes, I’d been all through medical school. I had been an intern, and now I was a doctor of surgery. And this was my very first case. It was terribly, terribly sad. A young man came into my office and he said, “Doctor Divine, would you prick a small boil?” I said” Oh, young man I can’t wait to get my surgical gloves upon the thing.” Here comes the sad part. On the morning of the surgery, I’m ashamed to tell you all, I was terribly, terribly hangover and I misread my notes. It broke my heart to have to tell that nice young man.
Hey, you better not look down
If you want to keep on flying
You got to put the hammer down
And keep it full speed ahead
You better not look back
Or you might just wind up crying
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
Don't look down
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
You can keep moving
If you don't look down
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