Little snow white, she is sleeping 24 hours a day
She's got a right to be lazy, flat out of reasons to breathe
And it's cold baby, yes it's cold

But everything is relative, can't you see we're living in?

High times, dig the new domain

Living through high times, just don't crash my spiritual plane

Little snow white, she was hungry

Told to go out and graft for it
At the end of the rainbow she was mind blown
To be staring at a crock of %#@!

And it's hard baby, yes it's hard
But with a little intuition you can shift position in the


High times, touch the magic stone
Living through high times, pick up that spiritual phone


Frittering packs of refuseniks, too drunk to muster any contempt
Ten ways to relax on a cruise ship, one way to cover the rent
I've !@^%d myself around enough to know, baby

You don't come with the customers and smile when you're spoken to in

High times, catch the cosmic vibe

Living through high times, hey, has Ginger Baker died?
Living through high times, my planet's all out of line
Living through high times, man, just like '69

Living through