High Times

Coma kid taught me how

He'd come to follow you around

Wherever you go

Said I don't go where I'm supposed to 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 walkin' slow to a dirty dive

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

When its so easy to disconnect mine

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Yeah I feel fine

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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