歌词
You're the life of the party ... everybody's host
Still you need ... somewhere you can hide
All your good time friends and your fairweather has-beens
Lord knows ... just along for the ride
You think you're a survivor
But, boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So step up and pay the price
It's the high cost ... of low livin'
Ain't it high time ... you turn yo-self around
Yeah, the high cost ... of low livin'
Bound to put you six feet in the ground
So many here who love ya
But still you just can't tell
The real ones and those who drop your name
All the while behind your back they rip the flesh right from your bones
You should know by now ... we're all fair game
You've been chasing each dream with whiskey ... from here to
Tokyo Usin' up all your real friends ... with places left to go
It's the high cost ... of low livin'
Ain't it high time ... you turn yo-self around
Yeah, the high cost ... of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground
Don't look behind you
Ahh, don't look back
Don't try to find reason ... in the past
Past is gone ... gone at last
It's the high cost ... of low livin'
And it's high time ... to turn yo-self around
For the high cost ... of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground