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Album: Miscellaneous (2006)
Artists: Jamiroquai

  1. Alright
  2. Bella Sin Alma
  3. Bella Sin Alma
  4. Black Arrow
  5. Cosmic Girl
  6. Deep Undergound
  7. Deeper UInderground
  8. Do It Like We Used To Do
  9. Do You Know Where You're Coming From
  10. Drifting Along
  11. Eat For Two
  12. Everybody's Going To The Moon
  13. Everyday
  14. Function
  15. Getting Down
  16. Half The Man
  17. High Times
  18. Hollywood Swingin'
  19. I'm In The Mood For Love
  20. Just Another Story
  21. Light Years
  22. Little "L"
  23. Mr. Moon
  24. Music Of The Mind
  25. Scam
  26. Signed, Sealed and Delivered
  27. Slipin' N' Slidin'
  28. So Good To Feel Real
  29. Spend A Lifetime
  30. Stillnes In Time
  31. Stillnes In Time
  32. Sunny
  33. The Harder They Come
  34. The Return Of The Space Cowboy
  35. The Return Of The Space Cowboy
  36. Traveling Without Moving
  37. Traveling Without Moving
  38. Upside Down
  39. Use The Force
  40. Virtual Insanity
  41. When You Gonna Learn
  42. Where Do I Go From Here?
  43. You Are My Love


Jamiroquai
Miscellaneous
High Times
You don't need your
Name in bright lights
You're a rock star.
And some tin foil,
With a glass pipe,
Is your guitar, now yes it is!

Little Angela, suffers delusions, from these high times.
She's been cleaning, up since fourteen,
On the mainline. And her hunky, funky junky,
Of a boyfriend, got her on late nights,
With her skirt tight. Woa-hah she's a wild thing,
Oh-oh lettin' it all swing, God bless our high times...

Don't you know that last night,
Turned to daylight
And a minute became a day.
Last night, all my troubles,
Well they seemed so, so far away.
Oh I'm searching, my reflection,
For a glimpse of, another me.
I've got to get away from all these high times,
'Cuz these high times,
Are killing me.

This twisted, crystal kingdom,
Where you live your nine lives
And your head spins, with purple cyclones,
Made of dexydrine (gimme some of that)
And when the phone rings, you think bad things.
Well these are high-high-high-high times yeah,
In any back street, when you take a hot seat,
Make sure you check your flight times, woah now momma.

Last night, turned to daylight
And a moment half a world away
Time can be so precious,
When you throw your, life away.
Oh, I am searching, my reflection,
For a glimpse of, another me.
I've got to get away from all these high times, woah now,
'Cuz they sure are killing me.

Woah, no-no-no-no-no-no-no,
High times, ooh-yeah.
Ooh, we're livin' in high-igh times...
Ooh, I can't be living it up,
Lettin' it all go wrong.
I can't be living these white lies,
Knowing my life has gone.

Kids wanna give it up,
Kids wanna give it up,
Time to let your mind be free,
Searching for eternity.
Kids wanna give it up,
Kids wanna give it up,
Time to let your mind be free,
Searching for etermity
Kids wanna give it up,
Kids wanna give it up,
Yeah, oh, alright!
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