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Sex & Dying In High Society

by Jersey D Gibson

All the pretty little faces;
what is it you see?
All the pretty little lies;
what is it you mean?
All the pretty little whores;
what is it you say?
All the pretty little fucks;
what is it you pray?

What is it; you can't be like me;
Sex and dying in high society.
All the bills; they all come with fees;
sex and drugs in high society.
All the pills; they come in rainbow colors;
snort and booze in high society.
All the fun; can't play all the games;
sin and vice in high society.


All the little white lies;
is that all your hear?
All the little cocktail parties;
is that all you do?
All the little pretentious attitudes;
is that all you say?
All the little petty shit;
is that all you are?

What is it; can't keep it up;
Sex and dying in high society.
I've got the letters; got all the rings;
credit and class in high society.
Pay them off; sweep it under the table;
bribes and lies in high society.
You are rich; you've got all the power now;
hollow and empty in high society.


08/15/2004

Author's Note: I don't hate rich people. I hate the high chair some of them think they sit in.

Posted on 08/15/2004
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