(High, high, high)
You can scream like a banshee and still nothing comes
You can buy a hot balloon and watch the sky grow dull
I said it all before, are you ready for the high?
'Cause nothing works worse than the weekend fix
I put the money in the slots and then they fell to bits
I said it all before, are you ready for the high?
I'm ready for the high life, a kiss without a fist fight
A bang without the dynamite, a place I wanna stay
