Against the Rich

I've got a record company
I've got a girlfriend with a law degree
Oh, when my friend
Did I make the switch?
How I tried
To be against the rich

I've got a publisher who I never decently met
I've got a tailor and a dietician, I think they said
And I can't even distinguish which one is which
And how I tried
To be against the rich

We snap a finger
For an unemployment cheque
But it takes a single malt to get us up and do our trick
All we're gathering
And cannot ditch
How I tried
To be against the rich

I bribe an angel
To watch over me
I bought her the whole goddamn perfumery
Oh, when my friend
Did I make the switch?
How I tried
To be against the rich

I've got one hand on a champagne drinking cunt
I've got the other up the ass of the establishment
And I can't even distinguish which hand is which
But God knows how I tried to be against the rich
How I tried to be against the rich