Instrumente
Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
Performers

Songtexte: Stereophonics. You Gotta Go There To Come Back. High as The Ceiling.

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling
Been there all before

Find my way
Free my soul
Blind and loaded
Lined and sorted
It's time

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on take my hand if you need me
Just knock up on my door
You got to stop your mind from dreaming
And live your life some more

Find my way
Free my soul
Wine and water
Shine light on my time

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Leave me a light at home
I'm running out of time and I need it
I need a lifetime more

Find my way
Free my soul
Eyes wide open
Time is on my side

If you think you'll make a fool out of me
I got a little something up my sleeve
I can think of better places to be
So get yourself down on the street

Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Come on get up high as the ceiling
Get up on the floor
Think I lost my mind and my feeling
Been there all before