I need money I need food
If you have a hundred that'd be good
For those doing better I'll wager a bet
You're on the same boat there's no safety net
Today you'll throw a grimace, tomorrow you'll be me
It's just other side of the coin you don't want to see
The rich are richer while everyone else is worse
My aching belly will growl into a curse
So drop a few change if you want to live
You've hoarded plenty, surely you can give
Otherwise to savor the misery
You can fuck me in the arse
I'm ready for anything
I've lost all hope and brass
It'll cost a bit extra to count my ribs
Twenty more to poke with pointed nibs
If you puncture the skin, it'll hurt a ton
I hope I don't bleed to death after you're done
