Another day, I'll take your pain away Some people talk about you, like they know all about you When you get down they doubt you, and when you tip it on the scene Yeah they talkin' bout it, cause they can't tip on the scene When you get elevated, they love it or they hate it You dance up on them haters, keep getting funky on the scene While they jumping round you, they tryna take all of your dreams But you can't allow it, cause baby whether you're high or low Whether you're high or low, you got to tip on the tightrope Tip on the tightrope, baby baby Whether you're high or low, baby whether you're high or low You got to tip on the tightrope Now let me see you do the tightrope And I'm still tipping on it, see I'm not walking on it Or trying to run around it, this ain't no acrobatics You either follow or you lead, yeah I'm talking bout you Or keep on blaming the machine, yeah I'm talking bout it D-d-d-doubting bout it, I can't complain about it I gotta keep my balance, and just keep dancing on it We getting funky on the scene, and you know about it Like a star on the screen, watch me tip all on it Now baby whether I'm high or low Baby whether you're high or low You got to tip on the tightrope Yeah, tip on the tightrope Baby baby whether you're high or low Baby whether you're high or low You got to tip on the tightrope Baby let me see you tightrope And I'm still tipping on it I tip on alligators, and little rattlesnakers But I'm another flavor, something like a Terminator Ain't no equivocating, I fight for what I believe Why you talking bout it, just just just talking bout it Some calling me a sinner, some calling me a winner I'm calling you to dinner, and you know exactly what I mean Yeah I'm talking bout you, you can rock or you can leave Watch me tip without you Now now now whether I'm high or low Whether I'm high or low You got to tip on the tightrope Mmmmmm Baby baby whether I'm high or low I got to tip on the tightrope Now baby tip on the tightrope You can't get too high We can't get too high I said you can't get too low We can't get too low Cause you get too high You can't get too high No you surely be low No you surely be low 1, 2, 3, now Yeah Yeah Now shut up Yeah Yeah Now put some voodoo on it Ladies and gentlemen The funkiest horn section in Metropolis Yeah yeah yeah Oh We call that classy brass Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh