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Well I woke up this morning |
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On the wrong side of the bed |
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And how I got to thinkin' |
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About all those things you said |
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About ordinary people |
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And how they make you sick |
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And if callin names kicks back on you |
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Then I hope this does the trick |
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'Cause I'm sick of your complainin' |
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About how many bills |
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And I'm sick of all your *****in' |
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'Bout your poodles and your pills |
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And I just can't see no humor |
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About your way of life |
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And I think I can do more for you |
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With this here fork and knife |
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chorus: |
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Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for |
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Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more |
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Eat the Rich: I gotta get this off my chest |
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Eat the Rich: take one bite now, spit out the rest |
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So I called up my head shrinker |
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And told him what I done |
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He said you best go on a diet |
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Yeah I hope you have some fun |
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And a don't go burst a bubble |
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On rich folk who get rude |
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'Cause you won't get in no trouble |
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When you eats that kind of food |
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Now they're smoking up their junk bonds |
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And then they go get stiff |
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And they're dancing at the yacht club |
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With Muff and Uncle Biff |
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But there's one good thing that happens |
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When you toss your pearls to swine |
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Their attitudes may taste like *****t |
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But go real good with wine |
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chorus |
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Believe in all the good things |
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That money just can't buy |
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Then you won't get no bellyache |
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From eatin' humble pie |
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I believe in rags to riches |
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Your inheritance won't last |
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So take your Grey Poupon my friend |
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And shove it up your ass! |
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chorus: |
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Eat the Rich: there's only one thing that they're good for |
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Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for more |
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Eat the Rich: don't stop me now I'm goin' crazy |
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Eat the Rich: that's my idea of a good time baby |
