Rich world, poor world Everyday it's gettin' modified Rich world, poor world Aren't you glad you're on the western side? Individual luxury just might be the trump of the game If you come back 'round with a gun at your head I'm sure the view will never be the same I heard something that you never been told You'll have trouble just tryin' to get old I got something, gonna give you the word I'm interested if you have heard I don't really mean to bring you right down The safest place for you's way under the ground I got somethin' that you never been told Told, you been told, you been told, you been told You been told, you been told Rich world, poor world Fewer places every day to hide Rich world, poor world I like it better on the western side A growing epidemic of ignorance Been keeping me on the run With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear We're gonna wither up one by one I got something that you never been told Gonna have trouble just tryin' to get old I got something that you never heard Come on now, just spread the word I got somethin', gonna make you hip Now don't go blabbin' and let it slip For what you got, I think you overpaid I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid "Hi there, little starving Asian child with bloated belly Open sores and look of despair, my, you are hungry, aren't you? You know, I'd love to help you get enough nutrition To perpetuate your misery a little further" But right now I've just got to finish this thesis On the 'Divine right of kings See you tomorrow" "Hi there, little golden Greekette, Capri-bound modern Venus With fenced beach and medically transformed nose and midriff I know how heartbroken you are that your best friend beat you to Paris For the unveiling of the latest fashions" "And I'd love to console you But, you see, I lost my right leg yesterday Trying to scrounge up a shot of antibiotics Oh well" Rich world, poor world Everyday it's gettin' modified Rich world, poor world I like it better on the western side A growing epidemic of ignorance Been keepin' us on the run With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear We're gonna wither up one by one I heard somethin' gonna make you blue Don't get excited 'cause you know it ain't new I got somethin' gonna make you hip Now don't go blabbin' and let it slip, you hear Now I don't mean to be bringin' you down You won't be safe till you're layin' in the ground For what you got I think you overpaid I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid © PASQUA MUSIC; SHILLELAGH MUSIC COMPANY; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com