"High" is a 1988 song recorded by French artist David Hallyday. It was the second of the four singles from his debut studio album True Cool. Released in November 1988, the song was a hit in France, becoming David Hallyday's first number-one single.
The song was composed by Lisa Catherine Cohen and the music composed by the singer himself. As for the rest of the album, lyrics are in English-language. The music video was shot in a church, Hallyday playing the organ, while a chorus composed of women chanted 'high' during the refrains. With this vigorous song, Hallyday presents "a musical style at the joint of Californian rock and pop".
In France, the single debuted on the singles chart at #45 on November 19, 1988, climbed quickly and entered the top ten in its fourth week. It topped the chart for five consecutive weeks, then almost didn't stop to drop on the chart and totaled 15 weeks in the top ten and 23 weeks in the top 50. Although it was not certified by the SNEP, the French certifier, its sales made the song the 440th best-selling single of all time in France. The song was the most successful from the album True Cool and the second one in Hallyday's career, behind "Tu ne m'as pas laissé le temps".
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All tracks written by Justin Sullivan, Nelson, Michael Dean, Dean White and Marshall Gill.
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The standard wind quintet consists of one player each on flute, oboe, clarinet, bassoon, and horn, while the standard brass quintet has two trumpets, horn, trombone, and tuba. Other combinations, however, are sometimes found.
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Quintet is a 1979 post-apocalyptic science fiction film directed by Robert Altman. It stars Paul Newman, Brigitte Fossey, Bibi Andersson, Fernando Rey, Vittorio Gassman and Nina Van Pallandt.
The story takes place during a new ice age. The camera tracks a blank, frozen, seemingly deserted tundra until two blurry, distant figures can just be made out. They are the seal hunter Essex (Paul Newman) and his pregnant companion, Vivia (Brigitte Fossey), the daughter of one of Essex's late hunting partners. They are traveling north, where Essex hopes to reunite with his brother, Francha (Thomas Hill).
Essex and Vivia eventually find Francha's apartment, but the reunion is short-lived. While Essex is out buying firewood, a gambler named Redstone (Craig Richard Nelson) throws a bomb into Francha's apartment, killing everyone inside, including Vivia. Essex sees Redstone fleeing the scene and chases him to the sector's "Information Room." Essex witnesses the murder of Redstone by a Latin gambler named St. Christopher (Vittorio Gassman). When St. Christopher leaves, Essex searches Redstone's pockets and finds a piece of paper with a list of names: Francha, Redstone, Goldstar, Deuca, St. Christopher, and Ambrosia.
This is Rittz, White Jesus, Jonny Valiant is his alias x3
You ain't gotta tell him bitch they know who the hell it is
Everybody lookin ever since they sayin where'd he come from
From the north side of atlanta tropicana bubblegum in blonde [ bom bom bom]
Beatin in the trunk in the donk cutaway straight beatin like a tom tom drum ...?
Feel the cocaine ...? see us fly by
Sat back[?] fulla buddha and a cooler fulla high life somebody gimme high five
[?] got adidas on my feet and got the biggest pinky ring u ever seen upon a white boy's hand
White boy going ham ya'll wearing tight jeans going glam going going going damn
Got em buzzin in the club like boing boing blam like a fat couple fuckin in a dodge ram
Blunt[?] fulla crown who drunk as I am [I am!] ...? let me dive in that
Fro like a retro porn star pocket fulla money and I gotta go to Coinstar
Now im at a four star restaurant eatin foie gras
Waiter comin to the table sayin voila
La la tastin like key lime pie u can probly smell the weed when we ride by
Then its back to the crib back with a bitch back in Gwinnett and im buzzin in my bee hive high
So stupid with it flow so terrific so futuristic he's sci-fi
I know the magazine'll wanna gimme five mics
Feel like im the hottest MC times nine
Kick shit like a kung fu flick hi-ya
Bout to go down on this bitch sky dive
Live from ya playlist in ya ipod its rittz in this bitch can I get a high five
Yela put me on the elevator goin up any rapper steppin to me on the mic ima bury him
I ain't scared of bein arrogant never gets hard but these bars hard like a barbarian
Plus a motherfucker represent slumerican wolf passed me the torch course ima carry it
Now im in the limelight I might take a ho to see twilight
Finger her inside the theater and get some brain until im feelin like einstein
Why my pleasure I be at the party cuttin lines on the dresser
Get a bitch high and undress her
Have her on the bed sceamin OMG like
I'm Usher
when I touch her yessir
Ain't no body fresher im the next big thing thing
Homie [?] wanna see my neck piece swing swing
Anybody wanna try and test me ding ding
Swingin on em like im in the wrestling ring ring
Kill a muthafucka like I'm Chris Benoit
You don't really wanna fuck with rittz then boy
Blow another kiss to them bitches [mmmwa]
Have em screamin oh lord like a christian choir
Man im finally on fire
If they only knew how much time has bone by
I crown up in my styrofoam Im poopin x pills and im rollin like a firestone tire
Can I get a high five
Rittzo go skitzo when im sippin on the crystal
swingin like im Klitschko
Fuck around and ima split yo wig
Haterz lookin mad because I exploded
They was hopin I would never get noticed
I dont think ive ever seen my dick so big
Got these bitches in they thongs like sisqo did
In my 64 smokin san francisco shit
Ridin 85 strapped like the cisco kid
Want a sack meet me where the cit-go is
Money stacked can't get the shit folded
Kill a motherfucker then I dispose his dead body
Bury him beneath a bed of roses
Mel gibson bitch I got my swisher lit
Im bout to fill it with some killer get a whiff of this
Pimp shit like fish and grits
Gwinnett county where they found me in the valley of the crystal meth
Still sippin coke with the captain morgan
Still reppin georgia still fresh and gorgeous
Gotta a closet fulla pradas air max and jordans
Got a cutie smellin fruity like an apple orchard
Bout to tourch it up and you can tell by the smell im high
Everybody wishin me well likewise