A Different Type Of High

When we walk in the rave

We all start to misbehave

Ladies bouncing up and down

Shirtless men all around

Is the sky made of snow

Is that my packet on the floor

I don't know anymore

Let me dance with you once more

Jammy Dodger is at the bar

Pints of beers in his hand

And a bruise down his thigh

I think he's about to start a fight

But it's a rave, not a club

Peace and love, and half a chub

Little grind and little rub

Hump and pump, bump and hump

Come with me, Come with me

Open your hand and follow me

You want a key

You want the secret

You wont regret

Dont you leave yet

Bidibidibe

Dance with me

With ya jazz hands

Boom shakalak

Lemme open your prize

Look inside

While I slip this snout

When theres no one about

Look left and right

No one in sight

No more delay

You wanna get paid?

You wanna get paid?

You wanna get paid?

It's a different type of high

Everybody wants to die

I am feeling like a kite

Floating up into the sky

So come on and set me free

From this world to infinity

We all want to be free

So why don't you stay with me

It's a different type of high

I will never make you cry

When we dance into the night

We will finally see the light

In this world of extasy

Let's enjoy this fantasy

Slowly playing kiss and tell

Please don't ever say farewell