Kidd Kidd - High Times lyrics

You don’t need your name in bright lights You’re a rock star And some tin foil with a gla** pipe Is your guitar – now yes it is Little Angela Suffers delusions From these high times She’s been cleaning up, since she was fourteen On the main line And her hunky funky junky, of a boyfriend Got her on late nights, with her skirt tight Woah, she’s a wild thing Letting it all swing God bless our high times Don’t you know that last night Turned to daylight And a minute, became a day Last night (last night) All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflection For a glimpse of, another me I’ve got to get away from all these high high times ‘Cause these high times are k**ing me