Man there's so much stuff up here
   A quarter pound of lean ideas
   Half a pound of dirty jokes
   One pound of non-essential quotes
  
   It's where the dreamin' starts (Upstairs)
   It's where the jokin' starts (Upstairs)
   You got some small ideas (Upstairs)
   You got some big ideas (Upstairs)
   It's where you calculate
   It's where you speculate
  
   Chorus:
  
   Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of there
   Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of there
   Upstairs, Upstairs, why don't you get out of my head
  
   You are low on foreign words
   Better meet a foreign girl
   Take a foreign girl upstairs
   And learn a lot of foreign words
  
   A little enchante (Upstairs)
   A little hey, ole (Upstairs)
   Ich heisse Billy Boy (Upstairs)
   A little soya sauce (Upstairs)
   You got some big ideas
   You got some big ideas
  
   Repeat Chorus:
  
   When you want the art to start
   You cue the left side and the art will
   Start to flow and flow and flow
   And leave a stain on all your carpets
  
   Repeat Chorus:
  
   When you want the intellect
   You cue the right side and you can
   Collect the Nobel Prize in person
   Or have someone mail it to you
  
   Repeat Chorus:
  
   Crammed with common phobias
   Still, it's a utopia
   This is where you kill a guy
   And you know he's still alive
  
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