High Times

Coma kid Coma kid Tell me how You come to follow you around Wherever you go Said I don't go where I'm supposed go And I don't go really anywhere, you know Told me how he's driven by a curse 'Til he kicked out into reverse Said I don't go where I'm supposed to go And I don't go really anywhere, you know I made up my mind, and I don't mind sayin’ so I went to meet you at central square And when I couldn't find you there I went walking around the city some more People watching with a cold blank stare And I saw your face in everyone, I swear Seems I never get your kick quite right I was walking slow to a dirty dive I'm so sick and tired of trying to change your mind When it's so easy to disconnect mine High times High times High times Yeah, I feel fine High times High times High times Man, I feel fine Don't pick me up I'm fine right where I am I don't go where I'm supposed go Where I'm supposed to go