Saturn Devouring His Tesla

Spit shine spears in fear that a
2 bedroom condo might devour your dreams and
Isn't it funny how we look back and
Envy our parents who suffered and struggled
And trudged through a 7 mile stretch of
Cocktailed snow and asphalt
To return books to the library about how amazing
Abe Lincoln really was
But that's alright, oh that's okay
They kneel before the man
And we follow in their footsteps

Like melted seran-wrap I saw their faces
Contorted and compressed
And despite the love they had for Prada
They were all incredibly well-dressed
Though underneath the eggshell exterior
I could smell a grimey musk
That informed me they most certainly work hard
Every day from dawn til dusk

Like a piggy bank we cut him open
And coins and currencies spill on the floor
And one look in his eyes tells me he fears more
How he'll be poor
Sovereign and well-endowed he'll always find his
Platform heel'd footing when the
Rug is pulled from under him
Like a knife in the gut of pale-white skin

EAT THE FUCKING RICH
KILL THE FUCKING RICH
EAT THE FUCKING RICH
KILL THE FUCKING RICH

Left to his own childish devices
Did he sit in his shitted britches
With nothing more than the coat on his back
After he'd gone and burned all his fucking bridges
And I'll tell you what it's such a shame to
Let him go to waste like that but
It'll all work out in the end, no doubt
Though I'm concerned about the walls all black

Aside from the stains that acne'd the walls
In vermilion spits up to twelve feet tall
And when you asked his friends about suicide
They said he'd never truly had the gall
The constant jokes about the matter
Were in poor taste after he'd gone tattered and
They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks
So we'd best not pity the miserable bastard

Aforementioned hard workers kill time with
Idle plots
On how best to pair their ties
While consuming greyed blood clots
Well-groomed is their hair like the ones they like to fuck
With all their great power and manipulated luck
But it wasn't in Time, or Life, or People
So, I don't really care, it doesn't bother me
We've heard it before, again and again
It's all just bullshit conspiracies

EAT THE FUCKING RICH
(Please sir, I want some more)
KILL THE FUCKING RICH
EAT THE FUCKING RICH
(Please sir, I want some more)
KILL THE FUCKING RICH
EAT THE FUCKING RICH
(Please sir, I want some more)
KILL THE FUCKING RICH
EAT THE FUCKING RICH
(Please sir, I want some more)
KILL THE FUCKING RICH