Top of the World Blues Traveler (Ft. ​H​ANSON)

You can walk a mile in no shoes
Before you realized you were dreaming
And when you finally come to
Your nightmare's warning may still be screaming

Careful what you wish for little man
It might go on and on and on and on
Because there's poison in the rat race
And your tasters won't protect you from your royal table
When karma finally puts you in your place

On top of the world
You meet strange people
People choose to turn their back on you
Just to cover their asses
On top of the world
Your soul sells cheaper
Than a pack of used cigarettes
Or your designer glasses

Oh, the rent is cheaper but the climb is steeper
At the top of the world
The rent is cheaper but the climb is steeper
At the top of the world
The rent is cheaper but the climb is steeper
At the top of the world
Yeah, on the top of the world