To the Top
Nat & Alex Wolff Lyrics

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
I'm not very good at writing poetry

That I always have found it best
So I've found it easier to keep my feelings to myself

Instead of getting 'em off my chest
Rather than express them openly

To let 'em rest unexpressed
Just keep them inside, unspoken

I hate parading my serenading
I don't like showing off my love songs

As I'll probably miss a bar
Because I'm afraid I might mess up a note

But if this ditty is not so pretty
Even if this song isn't perfect

At least it'll tell you how great you are
It'll still convey how amazing you are

You're the top
You're the best

You're the Coliseum
You're a grand, impressive monument

You're the Louvre Museum
You're a world-renowned art museum

You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss
You're a beautiful, classical piece of music

You're a Bendel bonnet
You're a fashionable hat from Bendel's store

A Shakespeare's sonnet
You're a romantic poem from William Shakespeare

You're Mickey Mouse
You're an iconic cartoon character

You're the Nile
You're the famous river in Africa

You're the Tower of Pisa
You're a historic tower in Italy

You're the smile on the Mona Lisa
You're the enigmatic smile of the Mona Lisa painting

I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop
I feel like a failure, like a bad payment, a disaster, a flop

But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top
But even if I'm at my lowest, you're still the best

Your words poetic are not pathetic
Your poetry is beautiful and not at all bad

On the other hand, babe, you shine
In contrast, you radiate brightness and excellence

And I can feel after every line a thrill divine down my spine
Every line you write gives me a delightful shiver down my back

Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans might think that your song is bad
Famous composers like Vincent Youmans might not appreciate your work

But I got a notion, I'll second the motion
But I have a feeling, I'll support your work

And this is what I'm going to add
This is my contribution to the song

You're Mahatma Gandhi
You're the iconic Indian independence leader

You're Napoleon Brandy
You're the finest brandy named after Napoleon Bonaparte

You're the purple light of a summer night in Spain
You're the wonderful sight of the purple sunset over Spain

You're the National Gallery
You're the preeminent art institution in the UK

You're Garbo's salary
You're as valuable as Greta Garbo's wages

You're cellophane
You're clear and see-through, like cellophane

You're sublime
You're excellent beyond words

You're turkey dinner
You're as wonderful as Thanksgiving dinner

You're the time, the time of a Derby winner
You're as exciting as the moment a horse wins the Kentucky Derby

I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop
I'm insignificant and bound to fail soon

You're an arrow collar
You're a fancy shirt collar

You're a Coolidge dollar
You're a valuable coin named after President Calvin Coolidge

You're the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire
You're as graceful as the dancing feet of Fred Astaire

You're an O'Neill drama
You're a significant theatrical production like one by Eugene O'Neill

You're Whistler's mama
You're a famous painting by James McNeill Whistler

You're Camembert
You're a rich and flavorful French cheese

You're a rose
You're a beautiful and fragrant flower

You're Inferno's Dante
You're like the great poet Dante and his masterpiece, the Inferno

You're the nose on the great Durante
You're as prominent and distinct as the famous nose of Jimmy Durante

I'm just in a way as the French would say, de trop
I feel out of place, like an unwanted intrusion, as the French say, de trop

You're a dance in Bali
You're the beautiful and exotic Balinese dance

You're a hot tamale
You're spicy and exciting like a Mexican dish

You're an angel, you simply too, too, too divine
You're like a divine, heavenly being

You're a Botticelli
You're like the timeless art of Sandro Botticelli

You're Keats, You're Shelly
You're like the poetic works of John Keats and Percy Shelley

You're Oval-tine
You're a refreshing and nourishing drink like Ovaltine

You're a boom
You're like a sudden and explosive event

You're the dam at Boulder
You're the impressive engineering feat of the Boulder Dam

You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder
You're the gorgeous sight of the moon shining over Mae West's shoulder

I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. or G.O.P.
I'm associated with the conservative, pro-business Republican Party (GOP)

But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top
But even if I'm last, you're still first

You're a Waldorf salad
You're like the fancy, delicious Waldorf salad

You're a Berlin ballad
You're a heartfelt song about Berlin

You're the boats that glide on the sleepy Zuider Zee
You're the tranquil boats floating on the calm Zuider Zee lake

You're an old Dutch master
You're the exquisite works of the classic Dutch masters

You're Lady Astor
You're like Lady Astor, the first female Member of Parliament

You're broccoli
You're the green, healthy vegetable broccoli

You're romance
You're the essence of love and passion

You're the steppes of Russia
You're like the vast, picturesque grasslands of Russia

You're the pants on a Roxy usher
You're as significant as the pants on the usher at the Roxy Theater

I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop
I feel like a damaged, meaningless, worthless thing

But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top
But even if I'm nothing, you're everything