The Ruling Class Lyrics

The Ruling Class (Pat Robinson, Dick Holler) I own the penthouse ? you rent a flat My Bengal tiger would love your cat You want my money, that isn't fair Try to imagine how little I care I am the sickle, you are the grass I am a member of the ruling class If war is coming, I don't care I build the bombs, pollute the air Atomic power, alright with me I need the money for my family Bleeding heart, get off my ass I am a member of the ruling class BRIDGE I want the children of the world to have enough to eat And so I let them sell my flowers to you on the street Don't let them grow too fast The status quo is of the ruling class You live in fiction, I have the facts I make the laws, you pay the tax Do you like football, I own the team It's fun to live the American dream I want my future to be like my past I am a member of the ruling class