Hot Air Balloon - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

We wrote a prelude, to our own fairytale

And bought a parachute, at a church rummage sale

And with a mean sewing machine and miles of thread

We sewed the day above L.A., in navy and red

We wound a racetrack, through your mom's kitchen chairs

And fought the shadows back, down your dark basement stairs

I lit a match and let it catch, to light up the room

And then you yelled as we beheld

An old maroon hot air balloon

I'll be out of my mind

And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So let's spend the afternoon

In a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind

Lean out and touch the tree tops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

La la la la la la

We drank the great lakes

Like cold lemonade

And both got stomach aches

Sprawled out in the shade

So bored to death, you held your breath

And I tried not to yawn

You make my frown turn upside down

And now my worries are gone

I'll be out of my mind

And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So let's spend the afternoon

In a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind

Lean out and touch the tree tops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down

I'll be out of my mind

And you'll be out of ideas pretty soon

So let's spend the afternoon

In a cold hot air balloon

Leave your jacket behind

Lean out and touch the tree tops over town

I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down