Tekster: Voodoo Glow Skulls. Steady As She Goes. High Society.

This used to be the place where you used to want to be
Raise some kids and start a family
Prominent figures in your community
Have tried to create a high society

The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore

The white picket fence is now made of bricks
The place that we've known has now turned to shit

The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore, no more

I don't want to live in a high society
I don't want to live in a high society
I don't want to live in a high society

I don't want to live in a high society
I don't want to live in a high society
I don't want to live in a high society

Put bars on your windows to keep away the thieves
Stay inside and keep your sanity
Stand your ground and follow your beliefs
You can't turn the ghetto into a high society

The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore
The grass doesn't grow here anymore, no more
High society