Come on, baby, eat the rich
Bite down on the son of a b****
Motorhead - "Eat The Rich"
You never learned to share
You always thought you were the one
who would land on your feet
No matter who, no matter how
Look behind you, baby, and you'll see
the doors are slamming shut
Listen to the whispers
and the queasy feeling in your gut
Your path was undisturbed by woes and cares
You struck gold at every turning
We were left with scraps and trinkets
tucked between the bodies left behind
Hiding in us, filthy parasites
Worming through us, greedy and malign
As they grow, we can't tell worth from price
Eat us hollow, treacherous and blind
But your spoils will come to lose their shine
You'll wake each day to feel the noose is tighter
'Cause nothing rings as loud as truth
and you will learn there is a price to pay
Because we know the day will come
when we'll stand over you and look down in your eyes
and we will smile at you
And we will tell you that your luck ran out
and your life has been a barren, empty waste
Hiding in us, filthy parasites
Worming through us, greedy and malign
As they grow, we can't tell worth from price
Eat us hollow, treacherous and blind
Bite down on the son of a b****
Motorhead - "Eat The Rich"
You never learned to share
You always thought you were the one
who would land on your feet
No matter who, no matter how
Look behind you, baby, and you'll see
the doors are slamming shut
Listen to the whispers
and the queasy feeling in your gut
Your path was undisturbed by woes and cares
You struck gold at every turning
We were left with scraps and trinkets
tucked between the bodies left behind
Hiding in us, filthy parasites
Worming through us, greedy and malign
As they grow, we can't tell worth from price
Eat us hollow, treacherous and blind
But your spoils will come to lose their shine
You'll wake each day to feel the noose is tighter
'Cause nothing rings as loud as truth
and you will learn there is a price to pay
Because we know the day will come
when we'll stand over you and look down in your eyes
and we will smile at you
And we will tell you that your luck ran out
and your life has been a barren, empty waste
Hiding in us, filthy parasites
Worming through us, greedy and malign
As they grow, we can't tell worth from price
Eat us hollow, treacherous and blind