Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
  Walk down the street and your head spins round
  Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
  Take a gun or a knife to the low life
    Don't have to be born into this society
  Pay for love but the hate comes free
  Bring enough money for the rest of your life
  Don't bring your wife to the low life
    Bringing us there to the degredation
  Always keep your back to the wall
  No rewards for your infatuation
  Low life
  No life at all
    Yeah, low life, low life
    In here to long to be afraid anymore
  You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
  You get so stoned you think you could fly
  But you won't get high on the low life
    Low life, low life
  Low life, low life
  Low life, low life
  Low life, low life