Filthy Rich Kids Lyrics

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.
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.
Well, I’ve got some news for you kid. You still line it up.
You’re still lining up.