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david bowie - i'd rather be high (venetian mix alt) lyrics

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[verse 1]
nabokov is sun+l!cked now upon the beach at grunewald
brilliant and naked just the way that authors look
clare and lady manners drink until the other cows go home
gossip till their lips are bleeding, politics and all

[chorus]
i’d rather be high (i’d rather be high)
i’d rather be flying (i’d rather be flying)
i’d rather be dead or out of my head
than training these guns on those men in the sand
i’d rather be high

[verse 2]
the thames was black, the tower dark, i flew to cairo, find my regiment
city’s full of generals, and genеrals full of sh+t
i stumble to the graveyard and i lay down by my parеnts, whisper
“just remember duckies, everybody gets got”

[chorus]
i’d rather be high (i’d rather be high)
i’d rather be flying (i’d rather be flying)
i’d rather be dead or out of my head
than training these guns on those men in the sand
i’d rather be high
[bridge]
i’m seventeen, my looks can prove it
i’m so afraid that i will lose it
i’d rather smoke and phone my ex
be pleading for some teenage s+x, yeah

[chorus]
i’d rather be high (i’d rather be high)
i’d rather be flying (i’d rather be flying)
i’d rather be dead or out of my head
than training these guns on the men in the sand
i’d rather be high

[outro]
i’d rather be flying
i’d rather be high
i’d rather be flying
i’d rather be flying
i’d rather be high
i’d rather be flying

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