The morning always seems like a dream when I wanna wake up
The mist on the river styx tellin me I gotta pay up
I sell my soul when I sleep man
The reaper’s really gonna rake up
‘Cause I’m pushin down the daisies
How much time is it gonna take up
The day breaks late in the haze still under the moon
Faraway stars callin me to come back to my tomb
Gotta get my mind right set the station
To the track of my tune bassline thunder in your ceiling
Now we’re wreckin your room
And now we’re side by side
Preaching the power of sound
And when your mind’s ready and right
Just lift your feet off the ground
Go smoke a blunt in the clouds
And now we’re side by side
Preaching the power of sound
And when your minds ready and right
Just lift your feet off the ground 
Go smoke a blunt in the crowd
My life always seems like a dream
When I’m sippin my cup
Got my band behind me
And you know that we been livin it up
I got my girl behind me
And you know im always feelin her love
Clouds on the horizon
You know I’m lookin down from above
And now we’re side by side
Preaching the power of sound
And when your mind’s ready and right
Just lift your feet off the ground
Go smoke a blunt in the clouds
And now we’re side by side
Preaching the power of sound
And when your minds ready and right
Just lift your feet off the ground 
Go smoke a blunt in the crowd