High Blue (metal)

[Verse 1] Ever wondered why Is the sky Always blue on a Sunday morning Blue that doesn't make you feel blue Any other days are filled with fornicating But could it be not winter the grass is dry and fields are cinder Shorts and girls on heat drowning in the green Compliments to the inventor of the Sunday morning It makes me feel much better than I do [Chorus] But I want to be high blue Oh I want to be high blue I want to be so high blue So high blue I want to be so high blue with you [Verse 2] Although a smoke a toke A Marlboro I've been exhaling Helps a day like that along with a smile You realize after faking heaven There's no one there to help you back down Through narcotic stares No one seems to care They seem so unaware That the straps are tight And the skin tears [Chorus] I want to be high blue Oh I want to be high blue Well I want to be so high blue So high blue I want to be high with you [Chorus] Well I want to be high blue But I want to be high blue I want to be so high blue so So high blue I want to be high with you But I want to be high blue Just want to be high blue But I want to be high blue so So high blue I want to be so high