Pretty & Twisted - The Highs Are Too High lyrics

He ran, in the slick black street Looking back Over his shoulder The streetlights watched and winked He ran, sweating, in the rain He had left them, sipping co*ktails like In a silent movie. A roomful of teeth, white and waiting Walls & windows breathing He slipped, in the gutter Weeping in frustration Spinning from martinis Laughing at the water - The highs are too high - And the lows are way too low Strangers changing faces Underneath umbrellas Turning into animals A predatory carnival - The highs are too high - And the lows are way too low Sleeping in their taxis Old men behind their papers The women in the alley Are smiling at him strangely - The highs are too high - And the lows are way too low