Go High Lion Songtext
von Ecid

Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
Don′t mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don't go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy
Liars, cowards, and crooks, oh my
Don′t mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don't go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy


Good morning Donkey Kong, I mean Viet Cong
I mean Vietnam, I mean we've been gone
Mean greet with the white sheets of Dom
Talking propaganda, massaging a bong
Oh Geronimo, let′s go to Guantanamo
Light up a Cuban and play a game of dominoes
Then vamonos, why so monotone?
I thought it was a camp ground for
Those who search for marijuana smoke
Shit, this is prison for terrorists?
Are you on Facebook or are you a fan of your therapist?
′Cause there's this friend of mine running a narrative
That needs a good ear to file share his embarrassment
What a screwball, cartoon Zoolander
Who′s after who and who's changing who′s Pampers?
Oh dear, life is a deer in headlights
Better hold on tight to them antlers

Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
Don't mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don′t go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy
Liars, cowards, and crooks, oh my
Don't mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don't go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy


Armed with a banana, handgun, and a bandana
Marching to the bonanza anthem in Santa Ana
How romantic, a classic stand up
For twenty bucks, a pack of cigs and a can of Fanta
Put a hand up and do the Air Jordan
Don′t it feel good to support things that are unimportant?
I′m a finely groomed sportsman
What, I'm not hot enough for a fucking endorsement?
These blue eyes sure could rob a lot of Porsches
Spread out the forklift, take it to your porch
Call the cops and report it
Then report the loss in the morning
Collect insurance and that reward quick
Knock on your door, extort you with the reward
And the Porsche in force and remortgage recorded
Then report the reward stolen
Collect another reward and an award of golden roses

Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
Don′t mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don't go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy
Liars, cowards, and crooks, oh my
Don′t mind me for asking, just asking why
Go high or don't go at all
These days good alibis are hard to buy

Fuck you and your gold chain swag
You′re just a pound of dirt brown schwag
That's one seedy douchebag
I'd have to smoke you in a blunt just to get a headache