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Rich - Lloyd Cole And The Commotions
Written by：Lloyd Cole
She left you 1958
When the thought of another fifteen years
Was more than she could face
But did you miss her much well hey
You never gave her too much thought
In your newspaper grey
So waste away to morro bay
You never got around to yesterday
But money is for taking yes
And rich is what to be forsaken grey
And giving it away
And even Jesus has a price
You're making credit card donations
To television faith healers
Born again missionaries come to morro bay
They saved your body but your mind hey
And everything you earned
You're going to throw it all away
And waste away tomorrow
C A is where everybody falls down off
The wagon under the wheels
Remember 1970
When the thought of a day without a drink
Was more than you could face
But did you miss her much well hey
You never gave her too much thought
In your newspaper grey
So waste away to morro bay
Saved your body but your mind paid
But money is for taking yes
And rich is what to be forsaken
Grey and giving it away
You're going to hurt somebody if you can
Can you D man
D men heart
Easy chassing be
I but
I okay
In no sware
I come strongly ye ye yeh
You're going to make somebody
You become there
You're going to make somebody understand
Baby you're a rich man
Baby you're a rich man
