Rich Kids

We were stumbling down the south hill
with our beers in soda cans
Friday early evening and sun’s still shining,
got a twenty spot in my hand
Co-eds and the carpenters are kickin’ it by the lake
Barbecues, horseshoes, someone’s grilling a steak
Make it a perfect afternoon!

Hey! We’re rich kids now
The human game is not a race
Hey! We’re rich kids now
On every back the sun shine’s the same

There’s a shortcut through the alley
but the junkie who stays there might be real hard up
When his heart is on the level and his harp is more than metal
we’ll throw down a couple a bucks
The street vendors are closing cases,
wearing the same beads home
Turquoise, coral – that’s the sunset today
Make it a perfect afternoon!

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Same steady drive
Now I ride that road to work
Home by five,
I watch the rich kids skippin’ & I think I could fly

Skaters are crashing, crotch rockets passing
Take a toke and rev it up
Flip flops slapping, short skirts riding
Local girls always take it too far
Tootsie pops smackin’, hoola hoops looping
A sweat and hunger you can taste
Make it a perfect afternoon!

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