Eat the wealthy
Rob their children
Nest in their homes
Subtract the 1%
Rip them from their homes and take all that they own
Hear the moans of those with no means for loans
And would-be-father's in cardboard castles
How's it hanging in Los Angeles? glamorous? boy I bet
The sun sets nicely on them
Blame them cuz their cars and shoes are nicer while some people still can't eat but look at me still greedily holding Onto green in pale blue hypocritically
Bronze monuments for the filthy rich, I'm angry but actually envious
Why are you perfect in my mind? why are you perfect in my mind?
What was wrong with us?
What'd you see with me?
Have I lost your trust?
Will we ever be?
People Eating Fruit - One Percent Prelude (feat. Laura, Laura! & Danni Holmes) Lyrics
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Eat the wealthy
Rob their children
Nest in their homes
Subtract the 1%
Rip them from their homes and take all that they own
Hear the moans of those with no means for loans
And would-be-father's in cardboard castles
How's it hanging in Los Angeles? glamorous? boy I bet
The sun sets nicely on them
Blame them cuz their cars and shoes are nicer while some people still can't eat but look at me still greedily holding Onto green in pale blue hypocritically
Bronze monuments for the filthy rich, I'm angry but actually envious
Why are you perfect in my mind? why are you perfect in my mind?
What was wrong with us?
What'd you see with me?
Have I lost your trust?
Will we ever be?
Rob their children
Nest in their homes
Subtract the 1%
Rip them from their homes and take all that they own
Hear the moans of those with no means for loans
And would-be-father's in cardboard castles
How's it hanging in Los Angeles? glamorous? boy I bet
The sun sets nicely on them
Blame them cuz their cars and shoes are nicer while some people still can't eat but look at me still greedily holding Onto green in pale blue hypocritically
Bronze monuments for the filthy rich, I'm angry but actually envious
Why are you perfect in my mind? why are you perfect in my mind?
What was wrong with us?
What'd you see with me?
Have I lost your trust?
Will we ever be?
Writer: PAUL MARCHESANI
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave