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  • Nabokov is sun-licked now
    Upon the beach at Gruenewald
    Brilliant and naked just
    The way that authors look
    Clare and Lady Manners drink
    Until the other cows go home
    Gossip till their lips are bleeding politics and all
    I'd rather be high
    I'd rather be flying
    I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    Than training these guns on those men in the sand
    I'd rather be high
    The Thames was black, the tower dark
    I flew to Cairo, find my regiment
    City's full of generals
    And generals full of ****
    I stumble to the graveyard and I lay down by my parents,
    Whisper "Just remember duckies
    Everybody gets got"
    I'd rather be high
    I'd rather be flying
    I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    Than training these guns of those men in the sand
    I'd rather be high
    I'm seventeen and my looks can prove it
    I'm so afraid that I will lose it
    I'd rather smoke and phone my ex
    Be pleading for some teenage ***, yeah
    I'd rather be high
    I'd rather be flying
    I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    Than training these guns on the men in the sand
    I'd rather be high,
    I'd rather be flying
    I'd rather be high
    I'd rather be flying
  • [00:20.55]Nabokov is sun-licked now
    [00:23.05]Upon the beach at Gruenewald
    [00:25.63]Brilliant and naked just
    [00:28.02]The way that authors look
    [00:35.69]Clare and Lady Manners drink
    [00:38.07]Until the other cows go home
    [00:40.76]Gossip till their lips are bleeding politics and all
    [00:49.29]I'd rather be high
    [00:54.30]I'd rather be flying
    [00:59.43]I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    [01:04.47]Than training these guns on those men in the sand
    [01:09.46]I'd rather be high
    [01:21.09]The Thames was black, the tower dark
    [01:23.47]I flew to Cairo, find my regiment
    [01:26.36]City's full of generals
    [01:28.42]And generals full of ****
    [01:35.98]I stumble to the graveyard and I lay down by my parents,
    [01:40.56]Whisper "Just remember duckies
    [01:43.28]Everybody gets got"
    [01:50.04]I'd rather be high
    [01:54.92]I'd rather be flying
    [02:00.04]I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    [02:05.05]Than training these guns of those men in the sand
    [02:10.18]I'd rather be high
    [02:21.55]I'm seventeen and my looks can prove it
    [02:26.44]I'm so afraid that I will lose it
    [02:31.43]I'd rather smoke and phone my ex
    [02:33.95]Be pleading for some teenage ***, yeah
    [02:40.33]I'd rather be high
    [02:45.40]I'd rather be flying
    [02:50.52]I'd rather be dead or out of my head
    [02:55.52]Than training these guns on the men in the sand
    [03:00.66]I'd rather be high,
    [03:05.69]I'd rather be flying
    [03:10.86]I'd rather be high
    [03:15.87]I'd rather be flying