Weezer – Do You Wanna Get High?

Crush up the blue
And inhale through your nose
Scrape every quark
From the wood in the floor

She said: Do you wanna get high?
Don’t eat no dinner tonight
I took a road trip to Mexico
And scored a hundred count
Do you wanna get high?
It’s like we’re falling in love
We can listen to Bacharach
And stop at any point

Now our bones start to ache
As we cramp on the pot
And we fall to the floor
With our face in a knot

She said: Do you wanna get high?
Don’t eat no dinner tonight
I took a road trip to Mexico
And scored a hundred count
Do you wanna get high?
It’s like we’re falling in love
We can listen to Bacharach
And stop at any point

Keep on doing what you do
‘Cuz I’ll never get tired of you
Don’t need booze
‘Cuz I’ll never get tired of you

Stop the tape,
kill the lights,
close the drapes
And keep doing what you do
‘Cuz I’ll never get tired of you

She said: Do you wanna get high?
Don’t eat no dinner tonight
I took a road trip to Mexico
And scored a hundred count
Do you wanna get high?
It’s like we’re falling in love
We can listen to Bacharach

Madonna – Devil Pray

Take my sins and wash them away
Teach me how to pray
I’ve been stranded here in the dark
Take these walls away

I’ve been swimming in the ocean
Till I’m almost drowned
Give me something I can believe in
Teach me how to pray

And we can do drugs
And we can smoke weed
And we can drink whiskey

Yeah we can get high
And we can get stoned

And we can sniff glue
And we can do E
And we can drop acid

Forever been lost with no way home

Yeah we can run
And we can hide
But we won’t find the answers
If you’ll go down and you’ll get help along the way
But if you wanna save your soul,
Then we should travel all together
And make the devil pray

Mother Mary, can’t you help me?
Cuz I’m gone astray
All the angels that were around me
Have all flown away

The ground beneath my feet’s getting warmer
Lucifer is near
Holding on, but I’m getting weaker
Watch me disappear

And we can do drugs
And we can smoke weed
And we can drink whiskey

Yeah we can get high
And we can get stoned

And we can sniff glue
And we can do E
And we can drop acid

Forever been lost with no way home

Yeah we can run
And we can hide
But we won’t find the answers
If you’ll go down and you’ll get help along the way
But if you wanna save your soul,
Then we could travel all together
And make the devil pray

Ooh ooh ooh sing hallelujah
Ooh ooh ooh save my soul
Ooh ooh ooh the devil was here to fool ya
Until my story’s told

Tove Lo – Habits (Stay High)

Ruotsalaisesta Tove Lo:sta kohistaan tulevaisuuden pop-tähtenä. Hänen läpimurtokappaleensa Habits (Stay High) sivuaa hänelle tyypillisesti seksiä, huumeita ja rikkinäistä elämää.

“Uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
I eat my dinner in my bathtub
Then I go to sex clubs
Watching freaky people getting it on
It doesn’t make me nervous
If anything I’m restless
Yeah I’ve been around and I’ve seen it all

I get home, I got the munchies
Binge on all my Twinkies
Throw up in the tub, then I go to sleep
And I drank up all my money
Tasted kind of lonely

You’re gone and I got to stay high
All the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
High all the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Trying to forget you babe, I fall back down
Gotta stay high all my life to forget I’m missing you

Pick up daddies at the playground
How I spend my day time
Loosen up the frown, make them feel alive
I make it fast and greasy
I know my way too easy

You’re gone and I got to stay high
All the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
High all the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze,
Tryin’ to forget you babe, I fall back down
Got to stay high all my life to forget I’m missing you

Staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain’t got no end
Oh, can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain
Oh, staying in my play pretend
Where the fun ain’t got no end
Oh oh can’t go home alone again
Need someone to numb the pain

You’re gone and I got to stay high
All the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
High all the time to keep you off my mind, ooh ooh
Spend my days locked in a haze
Tryin’ to forget you babe, I fall back down
Got to stay high all my life to forget I’m missing you”

Small Faces – Itchycoo Park

Small Facesin kappale on sanoituksiltaan hyvin “Skippaa koulu and get stoned” -tyyppinen julistus, joka istui julkaisuhetkellään 1967 hyvin ajan henkeen.

“Over Bridges of Sighs
To rest my eyes in shades of green

Under Dreaming Spires
To Itchycoo Park, that’s where I’ve been

What did you do there? – I got high
What did you feel there? – Well I cried
But why the tears there? – I’ll tell you why – yyyyy
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun
I’ll tell you what I’ll do – What will you do?

I’d like to go there now with you
You can miss out school – Won’t that be cool
Why go to learn the words of fools?

What will we do there? – We’ll get high
What will we touch there? – We’ll touch the sky
But why the tears there? I’ll tell you why
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful, It’s all too beautiful!

Tampa Red – I’m Gonna Get High

Blueskitaristi Tampa Red ei juurikään jätä epäselväksi, että mistä on kysymys tässä 30-luvun biisissään.

“I’m gonna get high
And it ain’t no lie
And swing alone and have a ball
I’m gonna get high

Oh me, oh my
Nobody know why
Oh my baby don’t you cry
I’m gonna get high

It ain’t no need of no one
Tryin’ to shame me
But what a state I’ve got in
Who could blame me? Oh, yes

I’m gonna get high
I’ll do it or die
And swing alone and have a ball
I’m gonna get high, yeah, yeah

Beat it out for me, then
Ah ha
I hear you Mr. Sax Player
Yes, yes

Get that trumpet here
I hear you Mr. Ivory Man
C’mon, do it again, please
Ah ha

I’m gonna get high
And it ain’t no lie
And swing alone and have a ball
I’m gonna get high

Oh me, oh my
Nobody know why
Oh my baby, don’t you cry
I’m gonna get high

It ain’t no need of no one
Tryin’ to shame me, yeah-yeah
But what a state I’ve got in
Who could blame me? Oh, yeah

Oh, I’m gonna get high
I’ll do it or die
And swing alone and have a ball
I’m gonna get high

Zip it now
Yes, yes, yes
Ah ha
Ah yeah

I hear you
Ah ha

Yes, yes, yes
Goin’ out boys

Well, I’m gonna get high
I’ll do it or die
Swing alone and have a ball
I’m gonna get high, yeah”

Cab Calloway – The Man from Harlem

Huumeet eivät olleet Cab Callowayn tuotannossa juurikaan pimennossa 30-luvulla. Tässä biisissä on melkoisen odottava fiilis. Helpotus saapuu lopussa ja laukaiseen hermostuneen venttaamisen. Ja mitäs sitä odotettiinkaan?

“It was up at Mike’s the other night,
There was really quite a sight,
Gather round, folks, while I give you all the lowdown.
Tables were filled with bloody frails,
Chewing on their fingernails;
They were waiting for the man from Harlem.

Drinks were served six bits a throw,
Things were moving kind of slow,
Everybody’s nerves were getting jumpy.
All at once the room was still,
Men forgot all about their bill,
Who should enter but the man from Harlem.

Everybody rolled their eyes,
Women starting heaving sighs,
Someone hollered, Music, lights and gin,
Everybody cleared a space,
They had big, broad smiles on every face,
How they all loved to see the man from Harlem.

When he started in to step
He filled everyone with plenty pep,
He twitched and squirmed; it just was a dirty shame.
Everyone was in a daze,
Women watched him with amaze,
Each one said she’d have the man from Harlem.

He looked over in the corner,
And saw a couple of frails
And they sure did look kinda low.
Another cat walked up, and said to the man from Harlem,
Go over there and see what’s the matter with them girls.
And they said, I’m kinda low.
And he said, I’ve got just what you need:
Come on, sisters, light up on these weeds and get high
And forget about everything”

The Simpletones – I Like Drugs

Hurmaavasti nimetty punkkipumppu teki 70-luvun lopulla varsin tarttuvan rallin, jossa tekee selväksi mieltymyksensä :-D

“I need a joint before my next class
But if I come in stoned they get all over my ass
Yesterday I went to school dusted
Everyone tells me that I will soon be busted

but I like drugs, I like drugs
making me high, making me high
I like drugs, I like drugs
Don’t ask me why, don’t ask me why, don’t ask

Everyone tell me that I’m a born loser
A fool, a disgraceful drug abuser
They say that I’m a lost and lowly child
When I turn 19 Just watch me run wild

I like drugs, I like drugs
Making me high, oh so high
I like drugs, I like drugs
Don’t ask me why, don’t ask me why, don’t ask me nothing

I like drugs, I like drugs
Making me high, oh so high
I like drugs, I like drugs
Don’t ask me why, don’t ask me why, don’t ask me about nothing at all”

Trixie Smith – Jack, I’m Mellow

Trixie Smithin “Jack, I’m Mellow” sisältää 30-luvun huumeslangia. Smoke some gage tarkoittaa siis kannabiksen polttamista.

“I’m so high and so dry,
I’m sailin’ in the sky,
Just smoke some gage,
Come around babe,
Jack, I’m mellow.

I’m so high and so dry,
I’m way up in the sky,
The world seems light
And I’m so right,
Jack, I’m mellow.

I’m going to put my nickel in a slot machine
And play my solid sender,
I’m going to strut, peck and Suzie-Q,
Have alone a bender,

I’m so high and so dry,
I’m sailin’ in the sky,
I got my roach around
And I can’t come down,
Jack, I’m mellow.

I’m so high and so dry,
I’m sailin’ in the sky,
Just smoke some gage,
Come around babe,
Jack, I’m mellow.

I’m so high and so dry,
I’m way up in the sky,
The world seems light
And I’m so right,
Jack, I’m mellow.”

Aerosmith – Reefer Headed Woman

Aerosmith julkaisi Jazz Gillumin 30-luvulla säveltämän bluesbiisin levyllään Night in the Ruts vuonna 1979. Sanoituksen oli pistetty hieman uusiksi, mutta edelleen laulellaan kovin jumissa olevasta naikkosesta.

“I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky, good Lord
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Well, I gots to drink me two fifths of whiskey
Just to get half as high

When the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town
When the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Well, when he was feelin’ high
He sure should have been feelin’ low

I got a reefer headed woman
Lord, she fell right down from the sky
Little reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Lord, I got to drink me two fifths of whiskey
Just to get, just to get half as high”

Chick Webb and His Orchestra – When I Get Low I Get High

Tässä jazzrumpali Chick Webbin biisissä laulaa hyvin nuori Ella Fitzgerald.

“My fur coat’s sold
Oh Lord ain’t it cold
But I’m not gonna holler
Cause I’ve still got a dollar
And when I get low
Oh, I get high

My man walked out
Now you know that ain’t right
He better watch out
If I meet him tonight
I said when I get low
Oh, I get high

All this hard luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows but the troubles are all around me

Oh, I’m all alone
With no one to pet me
My old rocking chair
Ain’t never gonna get me
Cause when I get low
Oh, I get high”

Fats Waller – The Reefer Song

Tämä jazz-pianisti Fats Wallerin vuonna 1943 äänittämä biisi on itse asiassa Stuff Smithin “You’se a Viper” hieman muunnelluilla sanoilla. Reefer viittaa marihuanaan ja 30-luvulla sana viper viittasi pilven polttelijaan. Viper on suomennettuna myrkkykäärme ja sana viittaa jointin imemisestä kuuluvaan hieman suhisevaan ääneen.

“Say cats! It’s four o’clock in the mornin’
I just left the V-Disc studio… here we are in Harlem!
Everybody’s here but the police,
and they’ll be here any minute!
It’s high time so catch this song, here it ’tis.

Say, I dreamed about a reefer 5 feet long,
a mighty mezz but not too strong.
You’ll be high, but not for long,
If you’re a viper

I’m the king of everything,
I got to gagotta gagotta gagot to be high before I swing
let the bells ring ding dong ding
If you’re a viper!

say you know you’re high when your throat gets dry
mmmmmm everything’s dandy!
ah yes you run down to the candy store,
bust your conk on peppermint candy!
then you’ll know your little brown body’s sent
You don’t give a darn if you don’t pay rent
cause the sky is high, so am I, yes yes
yes I vipe a bit, well I’m a vipe a bit on the 88 now…

say you know you’re high, yes I know I’m high
cause everything is dandy!
yes going down to the candy store,
Get me wrigglies on some peppermint candy!
I love it I love it I love it yes baby but my body’s sent
I ain’t worried about no rent get away from me you hussy! yeah, sky’s high n so am I, n I’m gonna lay down and relax… oh yeah, oh yeah… viper.”

Velvet Revolver – Superhuman

Lienee kuvaus kokaiiniin addiktoituneesta naisesta.

“I’m a superman
I want to be your superman
I’m a superman
I want to be your superman

What you get is a crash course to be a man
But a man is a destination never known
Sometimes dressed up like a red hot lady in pumps
Don’t think she can get enough

Always feel like she’s runnin’ on a hamster wheel
Getting high, crashing cars and makin’ mistakes
Keepin’ her face packed with cocaine
Her face is numb your faith is gone

I’m travelin’ on now
I’m makin’ plans now

Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
withdrawal

Keep it comin’ in a world that’s blown up wild
Keep it comin’ in a world that’s bred her style
We’re all runnin’ from the goose she’s high on cocaine
There’s a noose swimmin’ right between her legs to her brain

We’re all in need of a superhuman woman now
We’re all in need of a superhuman woman now
So rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Throw the rope around her neck and get the show on the road

I’m travelin’ on now
I’m makin’ plans now

What’s she thinkin’
She’ll never get enough of

Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
withdrawal”