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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derrick McKenzie
Derrick McKenzie
Drums
Jay Kay
Jay Kay
Vocals
Sola Akingbola
Sola Akingbola
Percussion
Stuart Zender
Stuart Zender
Bass Guitar
Toby Smith
Toby Smith
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Wheeler
Joseph Wheeler
Songwriter
Derrick McKenzie
Derrick McKenzie
Songwriter
Toby Smith
Toby Smith
Songwriter
Simon Katz
Simon Katz
Songwriter
Stuart Zender
Stuart Zender
Songwriter
Wallis Buchannan
Wallis Buchannan
Songwriter
Jay Kay
Jay Kay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al Stone
Al Stone
Producer
Tim Young
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer
Jay Kay
Jay Kay
Producer

Lyrics

You don't need your name in bright lights You're a rock star And some tin foil with a glass pipe Is your guitar now yes it is Little Angela Suffers delusions From these high times She's been cleaning up since fourteen On the main line And her hunky funky junky of a boyfriend Got her on late nights with her skirt tight Whoa she's a wild thing Oh 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 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 killing me Now high times go on and on and on High times rock your mind yeah This twisted crystal kingdom Where you live your nine lives And your head spins With purple cyclones Made of dexadrine And when the phone rings You think bad things Well these are high high high high times yeah In any back street When you take a hot seat Make sure check your flight times Oh now mama Last night Turned to daylight And a minute, became a day Last night All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflecting For a glimpse of, another me I've got to get away from all these high high times 'Cause these high times are killing me Now on and on and on and on, high times to rock it, ma- Now drop this time Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia will destroy ya Paranoia Paranoia Last night Turned to daylight And a minute, became a day Last night All my troubles Well they seemed so, so far away Searching my reflection For a glimpse of, another one I've got to get away from all these high high times 'Cause these high times are killing me La la la la High times (oh yeah) Yeah, high high times, yeah Last night Turned to daylight And a moment Half a world away Time can be so precious When you throw your life away I can't help living it up Letting it all go wrong I can't keep living this way Knowing my life has gone Kids wanna give it up Kids wanna give it up Time to let your mind be free Searching for eternity Kids wanna give it up Kids wanna give it up Time to let your mind be free Searching for eternity Kids wanna give it up Kids wanna give it up Time to let your mind be free Searching for eternity Kids wanna give it up Kids wanna give it up, yeah, alright
Writer(s): Derrick Mckenzie, Jason Kay, Wallis Buchanan, Toby Smith, Stuart Zender, Simon Katz, Joseph Wheeler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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