Lyrics The Wombats

The Wombats

Ready for the High

(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