Oliver Anthony - Rich Men North Of Richmond lyrics
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[Oliver Anthony - Rich Men North Of Richmond lyrics]
I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day
Overtime hours for bullshit pay
So I can sit out here and waste my life away
Drag back home and drown my troubles away
It's a damn shame what the world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world with an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just
Wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know
But, I know that you do
'Cause, your dollar ain't shit and
It's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I wish politicians would look out for miners
And not just minors on an island somewhere
Lord, we got folks in the street
Ain't got nothin' to eat
And the obese milkin' welfare
Well, God
If you're 5-foot-3 and you're 300 pounds
Taxes ought not to pay for
Your bags of fudge rounds
Young men are puttin' themselves six
Feet in the ground
'Cause all this damn country does is
Keep on kickin' them down
Lord, it's a damn shame what
The world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world with an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just
Wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know
But, I know that you do
'Cause, your dollar ain't shit and
It's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day
Overtime hours for bullshit pay
Overtime hours for bullshit pay
So I can sit out here and waste my life away
Drag back home and drown my troubles away
It's a damn shame what the world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world with an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just
Wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know
But, I know that you do
'Cause, your dollar ain't shit and
It's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I wish politicians would look out for miners
And not just minors on an island somewhere
Lord, we got folks in the street
Ain't got nothin' to eat
And the obese milkin' welfare
Well, God
If you're 5-foot-3 and you're 300 pounds
Taxes ought not to pay for
Your bags of fudge rounds
Young men are puttin' themselves six
Feet in the ground
'Cause all this damn country does is
Keep on kickin' them down
Lord, it's a damn shame what
The world's gotten to
For people like me and people like you
Wish I could just wake up and it not be true
But it is, oh, it is
Livin' in the new world with an old soul
These rich men north of Richmond
Lord knows they all just
Wanna have total control
Wanna know what you think
Wanna know what you do
And they don't think you know
But, I know that you do
'Cause, your dollar ain't shit and
It's taxed to no end
'Cause of rich men north of Richmond
I've been sellin' my soul, workin' all day
Overtime hours for bullshit pay