Eat the Rich

One thing I
Hate about
My life
Is I don’t know
(He don’t know!)
How to live in
But I’m willin'
To give it
Another try
(I don’t wanna die!)
I’ve no credit cards
I’m not trustworthy
But I don’t care
Cus my life
Is not in there
But when times are hard
And you need help
Then count on me
And not the Visa card
Oh I feel like the tired host
But for you I gladly make
An acception you can ride
Me for free any time you like
(True!)
She cut her hair
Her heart
To have a heart attack
When someone heard
(He passed the word!)
He got her hair
Her heart
To feel the beat
Must keep the beat
You got her hair
Some money
To pay the doctors
To fix the heart
(Hey, fix my heart!)
I know it wasn’t his
But, I want to start
A fire in the heart of your’s
Oh eat the rich
But be sure to cook them first
And drink a bottle of water
So you don’t die of thirst
(They dry!)
Eat the rich
But be sure to cook them first
And drink a bottle of water
So you don’t die of thirst
(They dry!)