High Times

High Times
Coma kid taught me how
he'd come to follow you around
wherever you go
said i don't go where im supposed to go
and i dont go really anywhere you know
told me how he's driven by a curse
till he kicked out into reverse
said i don't go where i'm supposed to go
and i don't go really anywhere you know
i made up my mind and i don't mind saying so
i went to meet you at central square
and when i couldnt find you there
i went walking around the city some more
people watching with a cold blank stare
and i saw your face in everyone i swear
seems i never get your kick quite right
i was walkin slow to a dirty dive
i'm so sick and tired tryin to change your mind
when its so easy to disconnect mine
high times
high times
high times
yeah i feel fine
high times
high times
high times
man i feel fine
don't pick me up
im fine right where i am
i don't go where i'm supposed to go
where i'm supposed to go