積分
演出藝人
Rodriguez
聲樂
Andrew Louis Smith
鼓
Dennis Coffey
電吉他
詞曲
Dennis Coffey
編曲
Mike Theodore
編曲
製作與工程團隊
Dennis Coffey
製作人
Mike Theodore
製作人
歌詞
[Verse 1]
The moon is hanging in the purple sky
The baby's sleeping while its mother sighs
[Verse 2]
Talking 'bout the rich folks
Rich folks have the same jokes
And they park in basic places
[Verse 3]
The priest is preaching from a shallow grave
He counts his money and then he paints you saved
[Verse 4]
Talking to the young folks
Young folks share the same jokes
But they meet in older places
[Verse 5]
So don't tell me 'bout your success
Nor your recipes for my happiness
Smoke in bed, I never could digest
Those illusions you claim to have going
[Verse 6]
The sun is shining, as it's always done
Coffin dust is the fate of everyone
[Verse 7]
Talking 'bout the rich folks
The poor create the rich hoax
And only late breastfed fools believe it
[Verse 8]
So don't tell me about your success
Nor your recipes for my happiness
Smoke in bed, I never could digest
Those illusions you claim to have going
Written by: Rodriguez
