As I walked along. The supposed golden path. I was confronted. By a mysterious specter. He pointed to the graveyard. Over on yonder hill. I paused in cosmic reflection.
Just get yourself high, just get yourself high. Just get yourself high, just get yourself high. Just get yourself high. . Don't rely on this, to get you high.
Don't hold back!. 'Cuz you woke up in the mornin' with initiative to move. So I'll make it harder. Don't hold back!. 'Cuz you think about it, so many people do.