歌词
Ooh, wee
Ain't life grand?
They give you a dollar
Then snatch it back out of your hand
They rip you off for working
They damn you if you don't
The only way you're gonna get out of this
Is to tell 'em that you won't
High society
High society
Whoa-oh, the taxman
Won't believe me that I'm broke
But even if I could pay up
He'd take me for a joke
Yes, he will, yes, he will
(High society) look what you're doin'
High society
High society
(High society) look what you're doin'
High society (hey, hey, hey)
High society (hey, hey, hey)
High society (hey, hey, hey)
High society, look what you're doin' to me (hey, hey, hey)
High society, look what you're doin' to me (hey, hey, hey)
Huh, yeah
Now everything I've said here
Is really just a joke
But maybe that's because a policeman
Has got me by the throat
Huh, yeah
(High society) yes, he has
(High society) my high
(High society) my high, high
(High society) society, huh, yeah
(High society) my high
(High society)
(High society)
(High society) huh, yeah
(High society) high society
(High society) yeah, look what you're doin'
(High society) look what you're doin' to me
(High society) my high
(High society) my high
(High society) high
Written by: Richard Clapton
