Текст песни Gettin' High

Now why'd ya have to go and ruin it for the rest of us?
Had to go and ask the question didn't you ?
You roll your own you share the load, you pass it round and hit the road
But you don't seem to notice when the night is through
You say you've got a decent right to blow your golden horn so loud
But brother do you see or care when the room starts clearing out?

You're getting high
And I can't look you in the eye
You're getting high
On your own supply, that ain't right

Now when I told you come out of the rain
I didn't say I'd tell the truth all the time
I cooked you up a pretty line I got you drunk on Bukowski's wine
I think that dope might be too good for you
I thought you'd listen if I said
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How could it go straight to your head?
You ought'ta give it all a rest, but instead

You're getting high
And I can't look you in the eye
You're getting high
On your own supply, that ain't right

Now I'm no different than the rest just look around they're not impressed
But I didn't have to point that out to you
A little toke goes up in smoke sometimes you never get the joke
But I try to laugh at the ugly truth

I'm getting, you're getting, someone's getting high
And I can't look you in the eye
You're getting high
On your own supply