Eat the Rich

Well I woke up
this morning
On the wrong side of the bed
And how I got to thinkin’
About all those things you said

About ordinary
And how they make you sick
And if callin’ names kicks back on you
Then I hope this does the trick

‘Cause I’m sick
of your complainin’
About how many bills
And I’m sick of all your bitchin’
‘Bout your poodles and your pills

And I just
can’t see no humor
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife

Eat the Rich
There’s only one thing that they’re good for
Eat the Rich
Take one bite now, come back for more

Eat the Rich
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the Rich
Take one bit now- spit out the rest

So I called up
my headshrinker
And told him what I’d done
He said you best go on a diet
Yeah I hope you have some fun

And don’t go
burst a bubble
On rich folks who get rude
‘Cause you won’t get in no trouble
When you eats that kinda food

Now they’re
smokin up their junk bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they’re dancin’ at the yacht club
With Muff and Uncle Biff

But there’s one
good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls with swine
Their attitude may taste like shit
But goes real good with wine


Believe in all
the good things
That money just can’t buy
Then you won’t get no bellyache
From eatin’ humble pie

I believe in
rags to riches
Your inheritance won’t last
So take your Grey Poupon, my friend
And shove it up your ass!

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