How do we get so low How do we get so high It's the mystery of making Time go by You had a hand in the ticking Of a new sundial In the shoes of the wicked On miracle mile Day to day Strays straight from the rabbit hole But we're still going down Day to day Strays straight from the rabbit hole But we're still going down But we're still getting down You were down on your luck And I was up too soon My cup of tea drinking easy In the living room Its a holy terror When you realize you don't give a damn Caught up in the mirror And the spitting image plan