I've been down, I've been beat
I've been tossed into the street
Making nickels, begging dimes
Just to get my bottle of wineSome say Life, she's a lady
Kind of soft, kind of shady
I can't tell you Life is rich
She's no lady, she's a bitchThey suck my body out
But then there is no doubt
Gonna pay the devil his dues
Cause I'm so sick of being abusedEat the rich, eat the rich
Don't you know life is a bitch
Eat the rich, eat the rich
Out of the palace and into the ditchSteal my money, steal my car
Took my woman and an old guitar
Running crazy, running wild
Blind ally in my eyeJust can't fight the temptation
It's become my inspiration
Gonna get myself an axe
Break some heads and break some backsThey suck my body out
But then there is no doubt
Gonna pay the devil his dues
Cause I'm so sick of being abusedEat the rich, eat the rich
Don't you know life is a bitch
Eat the rich, eat the rich
Out of the palace and into the ditchDon't stop me
Eat the rich, eat the rich
Don't you know life is a bitch
Eat the rich, eat the richOut of the palace and into the ditch
Eat the rich, eat the rich
Don't you know life is a bitch
Eat the rich, eat the richOut of the palace and into the ditch
Out of the palace and into the ditch
They suck my body out
Songwriters
KILMINSTER, IAN FRASER/BURSTON, MICHAEL/CAMPBELL, PHILIPPublished by
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