I`m getting 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 seems to be

And these high-class friends that you like to hang around
When they look my way they`re always looking down
I`m tired of spending every dime I make
To finance this way of life I`ve learned to hate

I`m going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living`s really got me down
I need friends who don`t pay their bills on home computers
And who 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

You say the grass is greener on the other side
From where I stand I can`t see grass at all
And the concrete and the steel won`t change the way you feel
It takes more than caviar to have a ball

I`m going back to a better class of loser
This up-town living`s really got me down
I need friends who don`t pay their bills on home computers
And who 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

You think it`s disgraceful that they drink three-dollar wine
But a better class of loser suits me fine