I'm a low life sippin' on a high life, on a warm August night
Couldn't ask for better friends
Bunch of lowlifes s**ing down highlifes
We spend our working hours on the mend
We party get wasted, regret the time we're wasting,
Wake up and go to work again
We party, get wasted, talk about the time we're wasting
Working, drinking, sleeping 'til it's time to do it all again
I'm a lowlife sipping on a highlife, in the heat of summer
I wanna riot, I need the satisfaction
Of a burning capitol, of burning capital
But I'm scared I'd get arrested, lose my job, or my house