I was so cool back in sixty-five
I had it made 'cause I understood what to do to survive
I had my car, and I made the scene
Didn't give a damn about no gasoline
They can go to hell

My friend we never though about the world
And its realities
The promised land was ours
We were the Great Society

I'm so confused by the things I read, I need the truth
But the truth is, I don't know who to believe
The left says yes and the right says no
I'm in between and the more I learn
Well, the less that I know
I got to make a show

Livin' high, livin' fine
Livin' high on borrowed time

Faith me with me now
I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland
Faith me with me now
I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland

'Cause we're

Livin' high, livin' fine
Livin' high on borrowed time