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