Sweet machines and jelly beans, all come in pretty colours
Cut the cheese, karma police, you make our colours dollar
HIGH as a mountain, wave to you goodbye
We'll go till we find the one that waits alone
Hello
You guys that ran Afghanistan could be doing something better
You grow the bomb, why blow the bomb
We could all be friends forever
HIGH ... Then you mystify and kiss the sky
Oh no ... Such a little word that needs to grow
Oh, oh, oh... oh, oh, oh... oh, oh, oh
Woh, whoo-hoo!
Ooh... ooh... ooh
The one that brings us kind of links us
Gets backstage forever
Next time in town, we'll see you around
Yeah, soon we'll see you never
HIGH... Now don't you be a girl or guy
Go... It's the only way you're going to know for sure
We'll fake it all and take another tour
There's no coming back once through that door
You're no wh*re
You just want more
More and more
I'm on fire
Higher and higher...
Higher and higher...
Higher and higher...
Higher and higher...
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