(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