So

So you make a little money

Off of somebody else's sweat

Saw some people starve a little while

You get fat, while you get fat

So you grind and grind

And you push and shove

Acclaim to those most worthy

They get what they deserve

What they deserve

Can't be true, boo

Can't be true, boo

Cause I've seen too many hungry faces

I've seen too many

So the likes of you can't be true

For you, everything has its price

You give nothing away for free

If silence were truly golden

I guess no one could sleep

No one could sleep

You have money at your fingertips

People at your beck and call

And you're fool enough to think for a price

You could have the whole wide world

For all our saints

And all our knights

We must hope the words that come from your lips

We must hope those words are lies

For all our saints

And all our knights

We must hope the dreams, all those visions that you have

Are never realized

So you got a big house

You drive a fancy car

So what if your pockets are full

But you have an empty heart

You snap your fingers

All the waters part

So what if the people bow down

And show you no regard

Your left hand always watches your right

So what if you dress in gold

But you can't sleep at night

You think you've made it

Think you've got what everyone wants

So what if you're a big fat man

With an empty little heart

Who has made a little money

Off of somebody else's sweat

Watching people starve

While you got fat

While you got fat

You got fat

You got fat