We Get High - John Gold
Someone must have turned the key
The prisoners are running free
They're climbing over barbed wire
And concertina
Singing every little lullaby
Are we flying or fallen
We leave the war tonight
Leave the war
What you're trying to do to me
I'm staring out of windows
Sometimes you have to watch it go
Like your own movie
Come to California
And find your calling
One more leaves the war tonight
Leave the war
And we'll get high
Constant faraway
Breaking curses oh the anthem of
Are we the only living souls around
And we'll get high
Constant faraway
And we'll get high
Drinking from the city in the sky
Breaking curses oh the anthem of
Are we the only living souls around
Are we the only living souls around
Are we the only living souls around