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