High Times

Coma kid, tell me how you come to

Follow you around where ever you go

Said, "I don't go where I'm supposed go

And I don't go really anywhere, you know"



Told me how he's driven by a curse

'Til 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 couldn't 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 walking slow to a dirty dive

I'm so sick and tired trying to change your mind

When it's 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

I'm fine right where I am

I don't go where I'm supposed to go

Where I'm supposed to go