[Intro]                                                [Verse] Three guys pass me by all in white t-shirts              They’re in a sixty three super sort and they don’t like my looks                         I’m in the middle of Brooklyn I can’t see no escape’                     They say the south is a bummer but this isn’t so great                           [Chords] Ain’t life a blast so low down middle class From the day you’re born you know you’ll never kiss ass   White middle class blues                                 [Verse] Now I’m sitting down to diner there’s so much food on your table                                 You can throw away your vegetables you can eat till you’re not able                                      And you veins fill with butter and the blood won’t flow through them                                     And your kid ods on goof balls and gives the finger to you                               [Chords] Ain’t life a blast so low down middle class From the day you’re born you know you’ll never kiss ass   White middle class blues                                 [Instrumental]                                                                                                                                                                            [Verse] Now I’m sitting down to diner there’s so much food on your table                                 You can throw away your vegetables you can eat till you’re not able                                      And you veins fill with butter and the blood won’t flow through them                                     And your kid ods on goof balls and gives the finger to you                               [Chords] Ain’t life a blast so low down middle class From the day you’re born you know you’ll never kiss ass   White middle class blues         White middle class blues             White middle class blues         White middle class blues