Contact High Video (MV)

Seemed like a fine idea at the time, Oh my my
Let's all go to a rock and roll show
Hadn't been, in such a long time
My good friend, his teenage daughter
And me, with a ticket in hand
A much younger crowd than I was used to
But I'd heard of the band

Well the lights went down and a roar went up
And there was that smell all around me
Then something hiding in the bushes
Suddenly found me...

Contact High, Contact High
I still get it, oh me oh my
Smells like the flower of my youth
In the dark up on the roof
So sure we'd find the truth
And never spill a drop, when we ran away
Hey, hey

Half way through the second act, I was offered a puff
I said thank you no young man, I've never touched the stuff
My good friend he looked relieved
Smiled and thanked me for the lie
His teenage daughter just shook her head, and rolled her eyes

But I didn't need it in my hand
'Cause it was in the air for free
Just one little bounce
It was ready to pounce
It got the drop on me...

Contact High, Contact High
I still get it, oh me oh my
Smells like the flower of my youth
In the dark up on the roof
So sure we'd find the truth
And never spill a drop, when we ran away
Hey, hey

Contact high, Contact High, etc