Transcribed by Charles Evans 
     
           G                      C        G 
Im gettin out of this highrise penthouse sweat (spell check) 
  G                                D 
where we pretend lifes rosey and sweet 
      G                         C      G 
Goin back to the folks that I used to know 
 G                 D                G 
where everyone is what they seem to be 
 G                                    C              G 
And these highclass friends that you like to hang around 
 G                                         D 
when they look my way their always lookin down 
          G                           C      G 
And I'm tired of you spending every dime I make 
                        D                    G 
to finance this way of life I've learned to hate 
 

[Refrão]
           C                         G 
I'm goin back to a better class of losers 
     G                            D 
This uptown livins really got me down 
          G                                 C       G 
I need friends who dont pay thier bills on home computers 
          A7                              D 
and they buy thier coffee beans already ground 
 C                                    G                 C 
You think its disgraceful that they drink three dollar wi-i-ine 
        G               D             G 
But a better class of loser suits me fine 
 
(Second verse)  
 
You said the grass is greener on the other side 
but from where i stand i cant see grass at all 
and the concrete and the steel wont change the way you feel 
it takes more than caviare to have a ball 
 
(repeat chorus)