They're building cities but there aint' enough beds
The bay is catching all the leftover meds
All gotta eat but we can chew what we like
They got all the tickets to the shows on tonight
With so many options they don't know what to choose
My reflection looks back from the side of their shoes
4G everywhere so they don't feel alone
They look down on us when they look up from their phone
Raking it in
Ooh raking it in
They're sticking money in our tin
Yeah we're raking it in
We'll be fine if we just remain polite
I gotta feeling that it's gonna be alright
They got a whole lotta things they don't need!
They fly in flocks until they fight and they flee
Got passwords but they never log-off
And got a nose that's too big for the trough
We slowly learn to win over this town
And picking up what they're putting down
The butcher gets beef like the baker kneads dough
Well we got our shit together while their bins just overflow
Raking it in
Ooh raking it in
They're sticking money in our tin
Yeah we're raking it in
We'll be fine if we just remain polite
I gotta feeling that it's gonna be alright