With your smile you're making plans You've got the world right in the palm of your hands Everything you touch is gold But your future life is bought and sold It seems to me that you've got it made But you never show that you're afraid Now the voices in your head They make you scream and drive you mad You're on a hotline to heaven Now you're all alone Riding on a hotline to heaven Standing on your own Staring eyes as cold as stone A wandering figure that stands alone Reaching out you cry for help Once a man but now you're just a shell You make a deal, you make a grade But you're heading for an early grave You got to find it, got to try Something special to get you high You're on a hotline to heaven (Going up without me baby, I won't let you drive me crazy) Now you're all alone Riding on a hotline to heaven (Going up without me baby, I won't let you drive me crazy) Standing on your own It seems to me that you've got it made But you're heading for an early grave A thousand voices in your head Make you scream and drive you mad