Mountain Side - The Flaming Lips

If I’m standin’on your mountainside

And I’m flyin’through your trees

We’re all drivin’our own heads now

And I’m blessin’all your screed

And I’m flyin’through your mountainside

Dyin’in your plane crash of love

If I’m drivin’down your highway

And I’m crashin’in your dreams

We’re all drivin’our own heads now

All your lights are never green

And I’m drivin’down your highway

Crashin’through your windsheild of love

And if I’m standing on your mountainside

And I’m crashin’through your dreams

We’re all drivin’our own heads now

And all your bathroom floors are clean

And I hold your electric toaster while

Standin’in your bathtub of love

And I’m flyin’through your mountainside

Dyin’in your plane crash of love