Let's Do Brunch

You do me as much good as a bullet in the head
And that's quite a compliment
And I mean it
If it was up to me I'd always do just what I wanted
But I'll do what you said
And you said to

Eat the rich
Cook the poor
Bake the bastards
Baste 'em some more

Sometimes it takes a village just to raise one criminal
And one law to bring them down
Going down now
What's all these rules and regulations do when
When the end comes to our town
At your door now

First the righteous
Then the tools
That believe in justice
There's no such rule

Looks like the end is coming down
It's happening right now
Life's just not fair
Sometimes the good ones drown
There's no time for that now

If we are the righteous
On the poor we'll gorge
There's yer twisted justice
Seems more like the norm



Credits
Writer(s): Nick Andersen
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