High Society Songtext
von T.V. Smith

I′m just a young, self-made millionaire
Trying to have the feel-good experience of the year
Don't rock my boat
Whatever you do, don′t
I like this high society
Nothing touches me
I like this high society Nothing stretches me
And from the trees of the urban jungle I swing
Like a breath of fresh air-conditioning
Don't jerk my rope
Whatever you do, don't


I like this high society
Nothing touches me
I like this high society
Nothing stretches me
In this high society

I can rise up and feel safe here
From the crowd down below
You′d better keep out of my thin air
Leave me alone

Leave me alone, don′t make my bubble burst
Sometimes I think of you, but I think of myself first
I know it's wrong
But I want it to carry on like this

High society
Nothing touches me
I like this high society
Nothing stretches me
Why should I set myself free?
I′m right where I want to be
In this high society