I got high My room is still messed up and I know why (Why man?) Because I got high, because I got high, because I got high I was gonna go to class before I got high
high, high, high, high, I get high, high, high, high (Every night, all the time) I get high, high, high, high, high I get high, high, high, high, I get high, high, high, high
time I hit the weed I was young Coughing up a lung, high strung, back in '81 Going to school, hitting the buddha behind the bleachers Coming to class high
) (High on your memory) (All the time) I get high, high, high, high (Everyday) I get high, high, high, high (Every night) I get high, high, high, high (All the time) I get high, high, high, high
Fast Times at Ridgemont High Havin' a ball Fast Times at Ridgemont High Writin' on the wall Fast Times at Ridgemont High Havin' a ball Fast Times at
m so sick and tired trying to change your mind When it's so easy to disconnect mine High times, high times High times, yeah, I feel fine High times, high times High times
Music by Alan Menken. Lyrics by Jack Feldman. MEDDA: High times, hard times Sometimes the living is sweet And sometimes there's nothing to eat But I
I'm gonna show you how to be free I think it's high time for me to give you a kiss I bet you never find a thimble lookin' like this I think it's high time
of another me I've got to get away from these high times 'Cause these high times are killin' me Now high times go on and on and on High times rock your
to the ground. You can take away all of my rights to see the day But you can't take away my love for the day. Then there's the time that you took me
time for the wannabe This is my last bit Of energy left Can't you see? Repeat chorus High times I feel so fine Stiggidy booms Gonna make you high (x4) High times
Ginger Baker died? Living through high times, my planet's all out of line Living through high times, man, just like '69 Living through High times, high times, high times, high times, high times
don't give a fuck Getting high on the bad times Getting high on the bad times Getting high on the bad times Getting high on the bad times
One song about a girl, can't breathe when I'm around her I wait here everyday in case she scratch the surface She'll never notice I'm not in love, this
me to go? Do you think I recognize the look on your face when you think that I know? Blinded as the shades draw closed, time's up for us Would you want
, we've come so far These years we've survived the ride that turned us inside out Repeat after me, just scream and shout It was the best of times from
right chances Never looking back How could you think the time we spent was all wasted? Sleepwalking through every morning, we took for granted Maybe this time
I walked you home most days To beat the traffic after class with all my best intentions But when the weather changed like fine print you were hard to