ROIR - All

All you filthy idle rich

You bet I’m prejudiced

I got class… resentment

All you pretty girls and boys

With expensive toys

I got class… resentment

When I’m at work you treat me rude

So I spit in your food

I got class… resentment

I ain’t got shit

You got a trust fund

I got minimum wage

Ski vacations in the sun

You had it made from day one

I got class… resentment

Playing golf with millionaires

On corporate welfare

I got class… resentment

I ain’t got shit

You got a trust fund

I got minimum wage

Tie dyes, credit cards

In daddy’s SUV

You drive for drugs and date rape

At the rainbow gathering

When you finish slumming boy

You shed your hippie skin

Your dad’s a money nazi

You’ll end up just like him

I want to cut your perfect throat

Sometimes I wonder why I don’t

I got class… resentment