Filthy Rich Kids Songtext

You say I’m the privileged one in this plan of our world.
Well yeah, I know I am.
And you’re a selfish soldier in this war against them.
Oh yeah, I see, life’s so.
If you could see it, I know you’d love it.
If you could buy it, there’d be a line-up.
Get out your wallet, you filthy rich kid, and play the poor boy blues.
So I will act the part- tortured artist to a tee.
Oh yeah, “Why me? Why me?”
You will eat it up, year after year, starving baby, and you cry for me, for me.