Lifestyles of the rich and blameless Ya' don't know why you love to hate Cause it's been a while since the civil war Or the rights movement of fifty-four Selling hope, slinging dope, stealing votes And now we're all on our own It turns out you can steal A fantasy you can make real, yeah I don't think I'll ever understand Stepping on everyone ya' can Does it make you feel like a man? And you run your mouth like a marathon Being a prick must turn you on But not for long Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit And I would wait in line, all night for tickets Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch) You once were lost now you're blind as well Promise us heaven deliver us welfare Medical on a holocaust budget But the one percent are gonna love it Black, brown, aged out or anything around the poverty line Then there's need to fight Cause don't have to kill someone waiting to die I don't think I'll ever understand Stepping on everyone ya' can Does it make you feel like a man? And you run your mouth like a marathon Being a prick must turn you on But not for long Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit And I would wait in line, all night for tickets Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch) Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit And I would wait in line, all night for tickets Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch Can't wait to see your face on the end of a fist Can't wait to see you pay for all this shit And I would wait in line, all night for tickets Cause when it comes around it'll sting like a bitch (bitch, bitch)