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The Wombats

Ready For The High

 

Ready For The High

(album: Fix Yourself, Not The World - 2022)


(High, high, high)

You can scream like a banshee and still nothing comes
You can buy a heart balloon and watch the sky grow dull
I've said it all before, I am ready for the high

'Cause nothing works worse than the weekend fix
I put the money in the slots and then they fell to bits
I've said it all before, I am ready for the high

I'm ready for the high life, a kiss without a fist fight
A bang without the dynamite, a place I wanna stay
I always think in extremes, I should be thinking moon beams
I should be pulling you close to me and not explaining why
I am ready for the high

(High, high)

Maybe Generation X are the chosen ones
They've got everything they need beneath their aching thumbs
I'll say it all again, I am ready for the high?

Because underneath the low
There's a lower part
A place I only like to go
When we come apart
I'll say it all again, I am ready for the high?

I'm ready for the high life, a kiss without a fist fight
A bang without the dynamite, a place I wanna stay
I always think in extremes, I should be thinking moon beams
I should be pulling you close to me and not explaining why
I am ready for the high
I am ready for the high

I'm ready for the high life, a kiss without a fist fight
A bang without the dynamite, a place I wanna stay
I always think in extremes, I should be thinking moon beams
I should be pulling you close to me and not explaining why

I am ready for the high

(High, high, high)
I am ready for the high
(High, high, high)
I am ready for the high

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