High Life

High life

Sing me a sweet song

You used

To think I was grand

Downtown

Chelsea and Soho

I held

The world in my hand

I flew

The Concorde to Paris

Sniffed lines

Of cocaine for free

Champagne

And mangoes for breakfast

Warm nights

And dawns by the sea

OD’ed

In the afternoon

With her diamonds and pearls

And a burnt spoon

Now I’m

A little bit older

And I’m

In need of a friend

I’ve got

Some pills and some liquor

And soon

I’ll see you again

OD’ed… etc.

Honey

What you gonna do

When your beauty and youth

Are behind you?