Lyrics

Mr. Mystical, he says it's all relative, but what's in a name? Oh, mystical and magical he says, he says Higher, higher, higher, higher Her ambition, untinted by irony or the fruits of experience, she says A different kind of woman, she's good in all areas She's good in all areas, she says, she says So quiet, decent, in his own way, and who's to say Who's to say? But all let slip away, let slip away And controlling higher, higher, higher, higher