High Songtext
von Dead Players

Bust a likkle something she can skank to
Stank proof, strapping that colossal sized dank zoot
Staring at a blank screen, trying to keep my hands clean
Catch me in the Japanese wank booth
Yamming them champ in your Mexicana
On a penny farthing, laughing at happily ever after

Popping some bottles from Bratislava
In a balaclava, smacking the fuck out of the makiwara

I′m on that awesome sauce
Pour it over everything and stash it in my shorts
I've been smashing it with my thoughts
And the answer to all of it is course of bloody course


Bare swag, pack an airbag
Flapping in the wind like a fucking Tibetan prayer flag
Muck, got ′em standing there like a spare prat
Fuck, swear a lot when I'm getting stared at
Smug, you're in love with it, don′t lie
We′re breathing life back in it, they're sucking it bone dry
But fuck that, cause right now I′m so high
The only thing that's really missing is the spinning bowtie

I′m so high right now
Probably couldn't even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don′t cry right now
I'm just really trying to live my fucking life right now
But I'm so high right now
Probably couldn′t even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don′t cry right now
I'm just really trying to live my fucking life right now

I like my music so loud
That the neighbours start shouting and screaming to turn it down
Banging on the ceiling and floor ′till they knock it through
Hoping that the local authorities sort it out
Everyone that know me, they know what I'm all about
Middle fingers to the system, we′re wylin' and balling out
Ever since I climbed out the crib and I crawled around
I′ve been raving in the kitchen and yamming up all your chow


Yeah I ate the whole bag, now my head feels clearer
Wave sweeps in, dawn draws nearer
I've been out researching new ways to get weirder
Ever since my TEC tech and scummaween era
I dragged the city round behind me by the pony tail
Swung through the slum with a sign that said soul for sale
Street bargains, come get fleeced
A pair of grubby hands with a bag of pennies each

I'm so high right now
Probably couldn′t even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don′t cry right now
I'm just really trying to live my fucking life right now
But I′m so high right now
Probably couldn't even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don′t cry right now
I'm just really trying to live my fucking life right now

Wretching at the multi rigger wretched as it comes
Strips of blotting paper all nestled on my tongue
I rushed to the diner on the edge of town
Walked in and ordered up a whole bowl of pestilence for one

Later, blagging off a stranger
With wafer thin skin fashioned out of crepe paper
I catapulted out of the rave with a blonde geisha
And a whole crew of goons crammed up in one trailer
Every neon red night blurs together
Into one forest fire that burns in my mind forever
Dead players mix business and pleasure
Into one hidden pocket of powder and stolen treasure
Still blessed, roll reckless

The smog that swept the city was infectious

Door smashed, man enters
I rock a honey glazed face and gold dentures

I′m so high right now
Probably couldn't even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don't cry right now
I′m just really trying to live my fucking life right now
But I′m so high right now
Probably couldn't even look you in the eye right now
Bitch I beg you don′t cry right now
I'm just really trying to live my fucking life right now