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  1. Rich Boy

From the recording Hammers and Bones

© Copyright Amanda Rose Birchard, February 2006.

Lyrics

Rich boy
Your mommy and daddy pay real good money to keep you inside
Rich boy
The white of your skin hides the bad behind unwarranted pride

The pride of a thief
A domesticated liar
The pride of a drug dog
Stoking crooked fires
And down down down go illusions of organized crime

Rich boy
Be nice to your money ‘cause one fine devil might knock on your door
Rich boy
You better lap up your shame and enjoy your days as community whore

The whore is a thief
A domesticated liar
The whore is a drug dog
Stoking crooked fires
And down down down go illusions of organized crime

Mum dad and brother stand together
United in their crime
Their smirking faces close the curtains
To hide from honest eyes

Your righteous world won’t save you
Your shit smells just like mine
My fury rests assured in that
Karma knows your crime

Crime of a thief
A domesticated liar
The crime of a drug dog
Stoking crooked fires
The crime of a loser preaching to his choir
And down down down down
Down down down down
Down down down
Go illusions of organized crime