[Verse 1]
The letter said it all, we're shipping out
I know they got it wrong without a doubt
The war ain't over there, it's here with me
The battle of the bloody century

[Verse 2]
What is going here, what becomes the lot of us
I thought I would complain, dear
When joining with the great circus

[Chorus]
But I've got high, I've got high
I've got high hopes tonight
I got high already

[Verse 3]
"Settle up your bill," the raining shouts
The patter of forsaken voices loud
Lined throughout the pockets of my vest
A greenback skeleton holds in the rest

[Verse 4]
A symphony of mercy falls upon no deafer ears
I'd look you in the eyes but I wouldn't recognize your fears
[Chorus]
But I've got high, I've got high
I've got high hopes tonight
I got high already