Lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm gettin' out of this high-rise penthouse suite Where we pretend life's rosy and sweet I'm going back to the folks that I used to know Where everyone is what they seem to be [Verse 2] And these high class friends that you like to hang around When they look my way, they're always looking down And I'm tired of you spending every dime I make To finance this way of life I've learned to hate [Chorus] I'm going back to a better class of losers This uptown living's really got me down I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers And they buy their coffee beans already ground You think it's disgraceful that they drink three dollar wine But a better class of loser suits me fine [Verse 3] You said the grass was greener on the other side But from where I stand, I can't see grass at all And the concrete and the steel won't change the way you feel And it takes more than caviar to have a ball [Chorus] I'm going back to a better class of losers This uptown living's really got me down I need friends who don't pay their bills on home computers And they buy their coffee beans already ground You think it's disgraceful that they drink three dollar wine But a better class of loser suits me fine [Outro] Yes, a better class of loser just suits me fine