[Verse 1]
Write something down in illegible script
As we're approaching the landing strip
New Gibson SG, inlaid with pearl
Tonight, Passaic; tomorrow, the world
In a Holiday Inn by a nameless river
Renew the assault on my lungs and my liver
And while I’m waiting for the company man
Slip on my kimono that I bought in Japan

[Chorus]
Tell the crowd, tell the world
I want everyone to get high
Tell the press, tell the cameras
I want everyone to get high

[Verse 2]
And the tech crew in Memphis has a present for me
A screen that scrolls lyrics
Like the ones they have on TV
The deluxe model
One of only four thousand made
Black out that night in front of ten thousand paid
In the back lounge, in between stops
Contingency plans in case the new one flops
Sometimes I wake up coughing up blood
Tonight, Indianapolis; tomorrow, the flood
[Chorus]
Tell the person next to you
I want everyone to get high
Tell your boss, tell your mother
I want everyone to get high
Get high