Don't like it when I'm forced to u-u-u-use
The lift to get up high in a buildin', ma-a-a-ate
May sound a bit strange but I'm te-ellin' you-ou-ou-ou
I don't think they're that grea-ea-ea-ea-eat
Oh, and I'll explai-ain

Oh-oh, standin' 'round once you've hit the controls
It always bores me right out of my sku-ull
Man, lifts are lame
Not so long that it takes a huge toll
But I'd still rather drown in my soup bo-owl
Man, lifts are lame
They're so borin' and la-a-ee-a-ame

The lifts are so crowded most of the ti-i-i-ime
Tryna squeeze in when strangers glare at you-ou-ou-ou
Gettin' stuck in the ba-ack is shi-i-i-ite
Should've used the stairs, du-u-ude
Fewer farts on them, true-ue

Oh-oh, so friggin' cramped in here, it's real balls
Packed shoulder to shoulder, can't move at a-all
Man, lifts are lame
I try to avoid them when I go shop
Cause I know I'll get jammed in with fat slo-obs
Man, lifts are lame
I prefer to have spa-a-ee-a-ace

Never been fun for me-e
Sometimes strangers can co-omment ru-udely-y-y-y
Can't ignore it, du-u-ude
Because they're squashed up ri-ight next to me-e

"Get a haircut, you bloody hippie-ie-ie" (ooh, I hate when that's said to me)
"Are you listenin' to the damn hippity-ho-o-o-op?" (oh yeah-eah)
"Did you make that smell? Wa-asn't me-e-e-e" (mmm-hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm)
I know who it wa-a-a-a-as (sure that it wa-as)
Oh, it was you, you fo-op

Oh-oh, why must lift people be such a-holes?
At least the ones I've met, such a bad ro-oll
Man, lifts are lame (lifts are la-ame, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Why can't they see I've got my music on?
I don't wanna chat, just wanna get o-off
Man, lifts are lame (lifts are la-a-a-a-a-a-ame)
Seems like an ice age before I step off
And in that time no-one's covered their cou-ough
Man, lifts are lame (lifts are la-ame, oh-oh-oh)
Not always stairs in there, makes me pissed off
And escalators are just lifts stretched lo-ong
Man, lifts are lame
Yeah-ee-yeah-eah-eah

And now my feet ache, both of my shins a-ache
Thanks to the lifts so la-ame (yeah-eah-eah)
Most of my body a-a-ee-a-aches (both my back and front a-a-ache)
My head and my spleen a-a-aches (even my neck a-aches)
Really blo-ows (yeah-eah, why are lifts so la-a-a-a-ame?)
I already explai-ai-ee-ai-ained