Low Life In High Places (Nicky Campbell Session) - Thunder

Mama, tell your children not to go

Down to the city, where the desperate people go

And mama, don’t let them stray

They won’t find, peace of mind, in such a lonely place

Wannabes and losers, all trying to get a break

They don’t give a damn, they’ll do whatever it takes

If they climb the ladder, they get to play for higher stakes

That’s why there’s low life in high places

Mama, things have changed since you were young

When you scream, in the dead of night

Now no one ever comes

And a poor man, he’s cast as the villan and a thief

See him down on the street, begging for enough to eat

Waiting on the corner, I saw her waiting for the man

When the limo pulled up I saw what was changing hands

I should’ve tried to warn her, and make her understand

There is low life in high places

There is low life, like you never even knew

There is low life, and it lives in me and you

But we don’t all let it through

Don’t let 'em go, you’ve got to have some pity

Don’t you let 'em go

You’ve got to keep 'em away, from the big bad city

Waiting on the corner, I saw her waiting for the man

When the limo pulled up I saw what was changing hands

I should’ve tried to warn her, and make her understand

Mama, tell your children not to go

Down to the city, where the desperate people go

And mama, don’t you let them stray

They won’t find, peace of mind in such a lonely place