Disgust for the Poor

We stood outside the abandoned hotel at the cliff on the edge of the ocean
While the waves crashed fast everything else crashed in a slow motion
It was the year of the pig the rabbit the ox and soon enough the horse
As we continued to shove our lives and our loves down each others throats
The good life
Remind me once again why you came back looking for more
Was it ever really love or just the fear of being poor?
The fear of being poor
A fear of being poor
A disgust for the poor
The good life
Our country is rich - it collects other countries' things
We're busy we have slaves and the joy that it brings
We step over some waves and force through a few
But you don't really want change now, do you?
The good life
Everyone is a realtor - my daddy was a realtor - I see him in everyone
I have long since forgotten the names of his friends
But my mother's will be with me until the end
And tell me once again why you came back looking for more
Was it ever really love or just the fear of being poor?
A fear of being poor
A fear of being poor
A disgust for the poor
The good life
Oops - there was a hole
And here comes the rabbit
It opened up it's mouth and just let me have it
Luckily for you