The Right Place

Do you like where you’re living?

Do you like what you do?

Do you like what you’re seeing . . .

When you’re lookin’ at you?

Do you like what you’re saying . . .

When you open your face?

Do you got the right feeling?

Are you in the right place?

Stealin’ a tusk from an elephant must make one feel creepy inside.

And although you’ll boast around the fire at night . . .

That ghost will kick up a fight.

“Be gone? Be gone?”, you scream . . .

You’re just some elephant dream . . .

I needed you like you needed me . . .

People, they need piano keys.

If you like where you’re living . . .

If you like what you do . . .

If you like what you’re seeing . . .

When you’re lookin’ at you . . .

If you like what you’re saying . . .

When you open your face . . .

Then you got the right feeling.

You’re in the right place.

“Is this right? Is this right?”

C’mon God answer tonite!

Is there some fee that you’ll charge me . . .

For doin’ what you thought I might?

Once you’ve thought long and hard about it . . .

Tell me if heads will roll

Once you’ve thought long and hard about it . . .

Tell me cuz I need to know . . .

Cause I like where I’m livin’ . . .

And I like what I do . . .

And I like what I’m seein’ . . .

When I’m lookin’ at you . .

I still like what I’m saying . . .

When I open my face.

I think I got the right feeling.

I think I’m in the right place.

I think I got the right feeling.

I think I’m in the right place.