Album Name

High Times (Singles 1992 - 2006)

Artist

Jamiroquai

Genre

POP

Release Date

2006.11.07

Release Agency

-

High Times - Jamiroquai
You don't need your
name in bright lights
You're a rock star
And some tin foil
with a glass pipe
Is your guitar now yes it is
Little Angela
Suffers delusions
From these high times
She's been cleaning up
since fourteen
On the main line

And her hunky funky junky
of a boyfriend
Got her on late nights
with her skirt tight
Woah she's a wild thing
Letting it all swing
God bless our high times
Don't you know that last night
Turned to daylight
And a minute became a day
Last night All my troubles
Well they seemed so
so far away
Searching my reflection
For a glimpse of another me
I've got to get away
from all these high high times
'Cause these high times
are killing me
twisted crystal Kingdom
Where you live your nine lives

And your head spins
With purple cyclones
Made of dexadrine
And when the phone rings
You think bad things
Well these are high
high high high times yeah
In any back street
When you take a hot seat
Make sure you check
your flight times
Oh now mama
last night
Turned to daylight
And a minute became a day
Last night All my troubles
Well they seemed so
so far away
Searching my reflecting
For a glimpse of another me
I've got to get away
from all these high high times
'Cause these high times
are killing me

Now drop this time

Paranoia will destroy ya
Paranoia will destroy ya
Paranoia will destroy ya
Paranoia Paranoia
last night
Turned to daylight
And a minute became a day
Last night All my troubles
Well they seemed so
so far away
Searching my reflection
For a glimpse of another one
I've got to get away
from all these high high times
'Cause these show
are killing me
La la la la la la
High times oh yeah
We're living in high high times