High Times

Coma kid taught me how He'd come to follow you around Wherever you go Said I don't go where I'm supposed to go And I don't go really anywhere you know Told me how he's driven by a curse 'Til he kicked out into reverse Said I don't go where I'm supposed to go And I don't go really anywhere you know I made up my mind and I don't mind saying so I went to meet you at central square And when I couldn't find you there I went walking around the city some more People watching with a cold blank stare And I saw your face in everyone I swear Seems I never get your kick quite right I was walkin' slow to a dirty dive I'm so sick and tired tryin' to change your mind When its so easy to disconnect mine High times High times High times Yeah I feel fine High times High times High times Man I feel fine Don't pick me up I'm fine right where I am I don't go where I'm supposed to go Where I'm supposed to go