Lyrics Sugar High - Bell X1

Sugar High

Let’s build up tall, into the sky
We can sit on those beams and smile
And eat our sandwiches
And smoke cigarettes
Like those boys who built
New York City
No fear of falling
«Oh it looks so pretty»
«Oh look, a funeral»
«A carnival»
Sugar
Sugar, so high, high
Let’s build all this shit
No-one's ever gonna buy
When we come round we’ll
Blame the sugar high
And act all sheepish
And kinda sorry-ish
They’ll just sit there like monuments
Plastic flapping in the wind
Like a flag
So sad
Sugar, so high, high
Hey Charlie don’t you know Seanie, don’t you know Paddy, don’t you know the
Baileys?
Good old boys at the races
In a big tent at the races
He’s a friend of mine, he’s a friend of yours, he’s a friend of ours
Like not so wiseguys
Yeah, not so wiseguys
And they’ll do anything for Sugar
Sugar, so high, high
Yeah anything for sugar, sugar so high, high
Anything, anything
Can’t let go of the good times
Good times.
Good times
Sugar so high
Sugar, sugar so high
Free to those who can afford it, to those who can afford it
Very dear to those who can’t, to those who can’t
Free to those who can afford it, to those who can afford it
Very dear to those who can’t, to those who can’t