Low Friends In High Places Songtext

Suicide, still here, everybody's giving I'm the King of cube in a town full of swinging   Will you be my guy now Need help to find my way out   Should buy stuff from the hippie in the kitchen   I got low friends in high places Low friends in high places   All the drones are itchin' for admission But I cut them out quick and I give up opposition   Don't let me come down I feel like I've always known you   Can't cut just a little in admission   I got low friends in high places Low friends in high places   Jump in . . . j-j-j-jump . . .   Jump in, shoot out, burn up the building Access is crowded, but the membership is filling   Low friends in high places Low friends in high places Low friends in high places Low friends in high places