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