I've been down, I've been beat
I've been tossed into the street
Making nickels, begging dimes
Just to get my bottle of wine
Some say life, she's a lady
Kind of soft, kind of shady
I can't tell you life is rich
She's no lady, she's a bitch
They suck my body out
But then there is no doubt
Gonna pay the devil his dues
Cause I'm so sick of being abused
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Don't you know love is a bitch?
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Out of the palace and into the ditch
Steal my money, steal my car
Took my woman and an old guitar
Running crazy, running wild
Fire in my eye
Just can't fight the temptation
It's become my inspiration
Gonna get myself an axe
Bring some heads and bring some backs
They suck my body out
But then there is no doubt
Gonna pay the devil his dues
Cause I'm so sick of being abused
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Don't you know love is a bitch?
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Out of the palace and into the ditch
Don't stop me!
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Don't you know love is a bitch?
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Out of the palace and into the ditch
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Don't you know love is a bitch?
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Eat the rich
(the rich)
Out of the palace and into the ditch
Out of the palace and into the ditch
They suck my body out
Writer(s): Butch Stone, Mark Storace, Fernando Von Arb, Chris Von Rohr
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