(Flip)
I could be a little devil
Or I could be a little saint
I kind of like it in the middle
Is you is or is you ain't

Nothing's indelible
Everything is sellable
Whether you're an animal or vegetable or mineral
It's criminal to think
It drives a man to drink
Am I coming off like my hits don't stink?

C'mon flip
(Flip)
Bend a little bit
Maybe get wise to a new tip
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take a little trip
See another side of the same ship
This is the church
This is the steeple
Turn up the lights
See all my people
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take it for a rip
You're never gonna fly 'til you lose your grip

(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)

Am I living in a bubble?
Am I really out of touch?
Do you think I'll get in trouble?
If I talk too much?

Am I too cynical?
A bit too clinical?
Maybe that pinnacle's unwinnable, subliminal
Original sin
Yo, tell me where you been
Can we get a do-over and start again?

I can't understand it for you
But I'll try to explain

C'mon flip
(Flip)
Bend a little bit
Maybe get wise to a new tip
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take a little trip
See another side of the same ship
This is the church
This is the steeple
Turn up the lights
See all my people
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take it for a rip
You're never gonna fly 'til you lose your grip

(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)

Ooh, look at the stars
Some of them are long gone
And yet, there they are
Ooh, and so it goes
Because we believe it
It doesn't make it so
So?
So?
So?
So?

C'mon flip
(Flip)
Bend a little bit
Maybe get wise to a new tip
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take a little trip
See another side of the same ship
This is the church
This is the steeple
Turn up the lights
See all my people
C'mon flip
(Flip)
Take it for a rip
You're never gonna fly 'til you lose your grip

(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
(Oh-oh)

(Flip)

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Ed Robertson, Kevin Griffin