High numbers, low numbers, eight ball break
Improve yourself, the choice is yours
Make friends quick, buy them beer
I hope his home is somewhere you go to sleep
On the road and all alone
I hope they keep down the price of gas
The old country’s in the back of his mind
The last cent is coming out of his head
I’m at the wheel of the company truck
I won’t see my dollar go where they rig it
To be honest or a son like his own
I shoot fast while you’re talking dollars
It makes me sad, work on up another four miles
And all this changed, we’re sure of the rides
High numbers low numbers 8 ball break
Work at your job, you can make it pay
See how I will run the table
You never know when you’re gonna lose them
High numbers, low numbers, eight ball break
No classes in the US of A
Sometimes I think money is my only goal
