Lyrics High Noon Amsterdam - Masters Of Reality

High Noon Amsterdam

Get your black suit on
And be a son of a bitch
I need a scratch from the hand of the ass that sold me the itch
It’s a big sell out
And it’s a big party
High noon Amsterdam time and the action is free
It’s alright
It should never ground
It’s okay
Going underground
It’s alright
To the symphony
It’s all free
Where you can bury me
It’s alright
It should never ground
It’s all free
Going underground
It’s alright
Gotta take me down, down for free
Ain’t no debutante ball
It ain’t no sweet sixteen
Stuck my nose in the rose in the hole and it smelled like a dream
It’s a big sell out
It’s a big party
High noon Amsterdam time and the action is free
It’s alright
It should never ground
It’s okay
Going underground
It’s alright
To the symphony
It’s all free
Where you can bury me
It’s alright
It should never ground
It’s all free
Going underground
It’s alright
Gotta take me down, down for free
Get your black suit on
And be a son of a bitch
I need a scratch from the hand of the ass that sold me the itch
Yeah it’s all for free
Yeah it’s all for free
Yeah it’s all for free
Yeah it’s all for free
Going underground