Rich People Die Unhappy lyrics
Song information
Artist: Butch Walker Album: The Rise And Fall Of Butch Walker And The Let's-Go-Out-Tonites!
Lyrics
He looks up at her to find she staring back At fingerless gloves, with fingernails black There's a permanent frown That's etched in her skin Designer bag fat, her figure is thin He says hi to her, she nothing to him She's scared of the outside She's boxed herself in To a world full of judgment And callous routine She forgets where she's from He knows where he's been Rich people die unhappy That's what daddy said But I never believed him While drunk in the head With our television dinners And a broken t.v. set Money makes you happy I bet He goes to be famous, a house in the hills Very little free time, whole lotta pills That nail polish spread to a Franchise of bands As fake as the x's sharpied on their hands He was bitter as the smell Of a magazine review But he had all the cars And the pools and the view And as a bum tries to stop him For a 5 or a 10 He forgets where he's from He forgets where he's been
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