Pernice Brothers - High As a Kite lyrics

Heavy downbeat of one and the show began London calling, strike up the contraband Stroke of a genius, stroke of luck he got it right Took a hit, and we were gone Take me along We wore pictures of Strummer Fell over ourselves all summer High as a kite Still believe such a thing can compel a life Like a pipe dream smack square between the eyes d**h of a salesman, stroke of luck he got it right After all, it's just a song But it took me alone We wore pictures of Strummer Fell over ourselves all summer High as a kite Just before we closed our eyes to commemorate our lives He said, "Thank you and goodbye" Goodbye, goodbye Please take me along No more pictures of Strummer Just Johnny-came-late newcomers High as a kite