Eat The Rich
Social system not for me
I'm just trying to be free
Free from all your tyranny
And the bullshit rules you oppose on me
Mental health is plummeting
Prices skyrocketing
There's families on food banks
While you move up the pyramid ranks
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
Robbed by a system that seems to profit
System wide injection
Makes my temper skyrocket
A hike in utilities and basic needs
Pressure from the system to numb the pain
The pain gets worse every day
The system's gonna take my pain away
Bullshit
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
The working class work fucking hard
To keep the chimneys still smoking
While fat cats and bankers sit around laughing and joking
At the expense of those at the lower ranks
And the families turning to food banks
We hate the rich
We're gonna eat you
(Get the fuck up)
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
I'm just trying to be free
Free from all your tyranny
And the bullshit rules you oppose on me
Mental health is plummeting
Prices skyrocketing
There's families on food banks
While you move up the pyramid ranks
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
Robbed by a system that seems to profit
System wide injection
Makes my temper skyrocket
A hike in utilities and basic needs
Pressure from the system to numb the pain
The pain gets worse every day
The system's gonna take my pain away
Bullshit
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
The working class work fucking hard
To keep the chimneys still smoking
While fat cats and bankers sit around laughing and joking
At the expense of those at the lower ranks
And the families turning to food banks
We hate the rich
We're gonna eat you
(Get the fuck up)
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
When there's nothing left to eat we eat the rich
When the taters disappear we eat the rich
When the veggies dry out we eat the rich
I hope we've made it clear we hate the rich
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Writer(s): Frankie Pink
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