Tom: G
Introdução:
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
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)