Lyrics He Gets High - The Tellers

He Gets High

The man walks down from the 99
He’s got holes in his pockets he’s got too much style
He’s going down, down to town
To meet some pals and to get a bit high
Coming back with the 79
So much things on his troubled mind
Veins full of whiskey
And brain full of wine
So he gets high, so he gets high
So he gets high tonight
He’s not everybody he thinks he’s the once
Sitting on the pavement out of time
He won’t listen to those swines
He’ll brack his bottle and fight
The man walks down from the 99
He’s got holes in his pockets he’s got too much style
He’s going down, down to town
To meet some pals and to get a bit high
So he gets high so he gets high
So he gets high tonight
He’s got dream in right eye
And hope in the left one
You have a lover for tonight
He’s got music 'till he dies