High Life - Brazzaville
High lifeSing me a sweet songYou usedTo think I was grandDowntownChelsea and SohoI heldThe world in my handI flewThe Concorde to ParisSniffed linesOf coc*ine for freeChampagneAnd mangoes for breakfastWarm nightsAnd dawns by the seaOD'edIn the afternoonWit . . . 阅读详情