Lyrics:
Contact High

Contact high I'm done dreaming that we can fly Am I guilty boy u decide I've got nothing to hide (When we touch I get a) Contact high...contact high...contact high

Translation: Scissor Sisters. Contact High.

Contact high I'm done dreaming that we can fly Am I guilty boy u decide I've got nothing to hide (When we touch I get a) Contact high...contact high...contact

that The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at Somewhere in between the kick and the hi hat The pen and the contract The pitch and the contact So

I?m coming home And I hold you like a fading song You send me high, high, higher . . . until I?m

for a contact to call. Love's war. love's cruel. Love's pretty, love's pretty cruel tonight. I'm waiting here to refuel. I'm gonna make contact tonight

got some mack shit for your ass, boy Fuck him up, Short Get in where you fit in, fool You was a mark up at the high school Now you're hardcore like

move to pull my plug now that ass got sparked All I seeing and knowing is my business and I divide to multiply And give thanks to most high, 24/7 brothers

to submission From the contact I'm sparkin' at brain cells through songs and magazines and through the e-mail I'm worldwide, six side, killafornia highs