Rich Friends - Portugal. The Man
Written by：Ammar Malik/Greg Edwards/John Hill/Carla Azar/Portugal. The Man/Eugene Goreshter
Hey man I'm cool to lean on
But I'm not your property
See I'm crushin' down these problems
Cuttin' pain with poverty
I'm just tryna catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Let me be your one man army
I'll campaign for anarchy
I been slippin' through the cracks
Like I was clothed in Vaseline
Let me be your little sunshine
In all this gloom and doom
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Crashin' on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy's gone
Livin' life like we're the only ones that know we're famous
From the Capetown coliseums
Cold disparity
Electric fences hummin' like a hive without a queen
We're all tryna catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you
Crashin' on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy's gone
Livin' life like we're the only ones that know we're famous
Crashin' on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy's gone
Livin' life like we're the only ones that know we're famous
Crashin' on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head on into the Wonderwall
Every day holidays when daddy's gone
Livin' life like we're the only ones that know we're famous
