Your Highness

Caught up in the rat race
No time to sleep
Getting drunk make early Sundays
What I sow is what I reap
The woman in TV said
My chakra isn't clean
The hippie boy down the street said
What I need is something green

Your highness open minded faint white cloud of kindness
Grant me peace and turn my cries to silence
As my sorrow draws me in
Your highness clouded mind in thick black smoke of blindness
Grant me peace and drown my cries
As my sorrow draws me to the mist

Divination, sacred rites straight from the bullshit factory
If you seek paradise St Mary's got the only key
Make me feel like a hero, according to my needs
His knight in shining armour's gonna light up all the trees

Your highness open minded faint white cloud of kindness
Grant me peace and turn my cries to silence
As my sorrow draws me in
Your highness clouded mind in thick black smoke of blindness
Grant me peace and drown my cries
As my sorrow draws me to the mist

Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Wee-ee-ee-ee-ee
Wee-ee-ee-ee
(wheezing)

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Your highness open minded faint white cloud of kindness
Grant me peace and turn my cries to silence
As my sorrow draws me in
Your highness clouded mind in thick black smoke of blindness
Grant me peace and drown my cries
As my sorrow draws me to the mist



Credits
Writer(s): Abel Marton Nagy
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