Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Mark Free: High life [lyrics]


Mark Free: High life [lyrics]

Mark Free

High life


You're a frequent flyer with no permanent addres
Trying to buy tomorrow with your travellers checks
Gotta blonde Mercedes baby and a grey flannel mind
Out to make a killing, if Lady Luck's willing
But you're only killing time
Be a do-or-die, down to the wire
Point of no return
You're standing in the fire
But you can't feel it burn
Living in the high life
Out on the edge
Fast track to nowhere
Fool's Paradise
Never satisfied
In the high life

You're a real jet-setter and a man of your own means
Dress your honky-tonk angels in their holy jeans
Gotta wash-and-wear heart you like to pass around
Go out and live it up, use that Midas touch
But you just can't live it down
It's dog-eat-dog, trying to beat the odds
Saying only the strong survive
When you're six-feet under
Boy, we're all one size

Living in the high life
Out on the edge
Fast track to nowhere
Fool's Paradise
Never satisfied
In the high life
Suicide 'Express
More than your fair share
Fool's Paradise
Never satisfied
In the high life

Your eyes are wide open, but you can't see the light
You're playing for keeps
And Fate is rolling the dice
Living in the high life
Out on the edge
Fast track to nowhere
Fool's Paradise, never satisfied
In the high life
Suicide 'Express
More than your fair share
Fool's Paradise, never satisfied
In the high life

Living in the high life

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