High Life Songtext
von Toothpick

That′s the high life

Well I remember when I lived for candy and cartoons
I also remember the first time I ate shrooms
It was me and Lil Jon, Chris Bergara and Joe
We all laid an eighth at a Grateful Dead show
Joe told me in slow-motion, it feels so good
Then he turned into Peter Pan and flew into the woods
Found a VW bus with the keys inside
Knocked the seat just enough to take it for a joy ride
I started in New York, ended up in L.A
Thought it took ten minutes but it took ten days
I stayed for two weeks, made love with two freaks
When they found out I was seventeen they made me leave


That's the high life, I got no regrets
I do fucked up shit, get high and forget
It′s so out of control, it's all disrespect
I might say sorry then I do it again
That's the high life, I got no regrets
I do fucked up shit, get high and forget
It′s so out of control, it′s all disrespect
I might say sorry then I do it again
That's the high life

Well I used to steal lollipops, candy and gum
Sold them two for fifty cents in the back of the bus
I was an entrepreneur, went from Blow Pops to blow
To t-shirts with Nancy Reagan saying "Just Say No"
Plus picture me cutting your grass in army fatigues
Chopping down trees ′til someone paid me to leave
Then I show up at your house, drunk on a lawn mower
Honk the horn and tell your mom it's cool to be sober
I dare you to keep kids off drugs ′cause life sucks
When you're in the suburbs with a backwards hat driving a truck
And the smart kids go to college to change the world
Then all they wanna do is come home and fuck high school girls


That′s the high life, I got no regrets
I do fucked up shit, get high and forget
It's so out of control, it's all disrespect
I might say sorry then I do it again
That′s the high life, I got no regrets
I do fucked up shit, get high and forget
It′s so out of control, it's all disrespect
I might say sorry then I do it again
That′s the high life

Throw the little ticket in the back of the drawer
Tell the judge don't pay me no mind
Throw the little pink ticket in the back of the drawer
′Cause I'll be out in six days with a fine

I realized when I get high, I don′t make any progress
I quit smoking for six days and I wanted to run for congress
To advance legislation for the legalization of marijuana
But I got stoned and lost my motivation
It's the same sad story every time I apply for a job
Piss test to see if I get high, well I do
So I'm stuck in this sorry ass town
Where white kids trick out Hondas and drive around
And everybody I know wants to be Eminem
I just wanna do my own shit and be his best friend
The years of substance abuse got me lost and confused
I see my toes through my shoes, now I′m singing the blues

That′s the high life, now it's all regret
I did fucked up shit, now I′ll never forget
I was out of control, I had no respect
Now I'm sorry and I swear I′ll never do it again
That's the high life, now it′s all regret
I did fucked up shit, now I'll never forget
I was out of control, I had no respect
Now I'm sorry and I swear I′ll never do it again
That′s the high life

Throw the little ticket in the back of the drawer
Tell the judge don't pay me no mind
Throw the little pink ticket in the back of the drawer
′Cause I'll be out in six days with a fine
That′s the high life
I'm so out of control
And stop speeding with no seatbelt, ah fuck it

That′s the high life, I got no regrets
I did fucked up shit, now I'll never forget
I was out of control, I had no respect
But fuck it, I'll do that shit all again
That′s the high life

I wouldn′t lie to you man
I'm high right now
And it′s my birthday, ha