Words are failing, there'll be blood on the table, for all to see Haunched and gathered, the dark voice of reason, it's them or me I don't blame them for being official All I need is you and me, and the deep blue sea When we first came here, seemed like a nice bunch of people, to have around Though time's a healer, could be that we are living, on hallowed ground I'll let Jesus decide for me, throw my sins into the air Cos I don't care, I'm gonna take High Roads, High Roads I'm gonna take, High Roads, High Roads The garden party, shirts with dirt on the collar, ill-fitting suits To get that tree down, needs the nod from committee, protected roots It's making mincemeat of my driveway, I can't make my way to and fro But there you go, I'd better take High Roads, High Roads, better take, High Roads, High Roads High Roads, High Roads, gonna take High Roads