High Life

The High Life

I remember when I lived for candy and cartoons

I also remember the first time I ate shrooms

It was me, little John, Chris Vergera, and Joe

We all ate an eighth at a Grateful Dead show

Joe told me in slow motion it feels so good

Then he turned into Peter Pan and ran into the woods

I found a VW bus with the keys inside

And I could see just enough to take it for a joy ride

I started in New York, ended up in LA

Thought it took ten minutes but it took ten days

I stayed for two weeks made love with two freaks

When they found out I was seventeen they made me leave

That's the high life I got no regrets

I do fucked up shit get high and forget

It's so out of control it's all disrespect

I might say sorry then I do it again

Well I used to steel lollipops, candy and gum

Sold 'em two for fifty cents in the back of the bus

I was an entrepreneur went from Blow Pops to blow

To t-shirts with Nancy Reagan saying "just say no"

Plus picture me cutting your grass in army fatigues

Choppin' down trees 'til someone pays me to leave

Then I show up at your house drunk on a lawn mower

Honk the horn and tell your mom its cool to be sober

I dare you to keep kid off drugs cause life sucks

When you're in the suburbs with a backwards hat driving a truck

And the smart kids go to college to change the world

Then all they want to do is come home and fuck high school girls

That's the high life I got no regrets

I do fucked up shit get high and forget

It's so out of control it's all disrespect

I might say sorry then I do it again

It go:

Throw the little ticket in the back of the drawer

Tell the judge don't pay me no mind

Throw the little pink ticket in the back of the drawer

Cause I'll be out in six days with a fine

Well I realized when I get high I don't make any progress

I quit smokin' for six days and I wanted to run for Congress

To advance legislation

For the legalization

Of marijuana but I got stoned and lost my motivation

It's the same sad story every time I apply for a job

A piss test to see if I get high

Well I do so I'm stuck in this sorry as town

Where white kids trick out Hondas and drive around

And everyone I know wants to be Eminem

I just want to do my own shit and be his best friend

But years of substance abuse got me lost and confussed

I see my toes through my shoes now I'm singing the blues

That's the high life now its all regret

I did fucked up shit now I'll never forget

I was out of control I had no respect

Now I'm sorry and I swear I'll never do it again

That's the high life