(High, high, high)

You can scream like a banshee and still nothing comes
You can buy a hot balloon and watch the sky grow dull
I said it all before, are you 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 said it all before, are you 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 air streams, 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)

Now the generation X are the chosen ones
They've got everything they need beneath their aching thumbs
I'll say it all again, are you ready for the high?
Because underneath the load there's a little park
A place I only like to go when we fall apart
I'll say it all again, are you 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 air streams, 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 air streams, 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)
I am ready for the high
(High, high)
I am ready for the high