Texty:
High Brow

.. clap on ayyayoaii lets's ..until it's over, bring your body closer, one more shot and it's over ayaaayyoa put your hands above, put your hands up high

ANGELS we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis deo Gloria in

if I wanted I wouldn't even have to try Saved you if I'd longed it Didn't wanna see me by You're gettin' high You're gettin' high You're gettin' high

wear them around like you're cooler than me And you never say "Hey" or remember my name And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me You got your high brow

's high (An' the temperature's high) An' Delilah's dinin' (An' Delilah's dinin') My table Mmm, the storm is gone (The storm is gone) An' the temperature's high (An' the temperature's high

go Now throw ya hands up Bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Two words, United States, no love, no brakes Low brow, high

is, now way now how - I stay low-key, low-brow In that black on black on black in the 'lac 'cause I'm so wild I get, drunk off that, I'll be high off

Here he comes, look out Sweat on the brow And a tap on the phone And lives are on the line Pick up the briefcase On a high speed chase Breathin' by the

Demons in as we moved from town to town It's hard to be a princess in the States when your skin is brown And Mama smoothed my worried brow, as I leaned