Rich Men North of Richmond by Oliver Anthony

Well, I've been selling my soul

Working all day

Overtime hours

For bullshit pay

So I can sit out here

And waste my life away

Drag back home

And drown my troubles away

It's a damn shame

What the world's gotten to

For people like me

And people like you

Wish I could just wake up

And it not be true

But it is

Oh, it is

Livin' in the new world

With an old soul

These rich men north of Richmond

Lord, knows they all

Just wanna have total control

Wanna know what you think

Wanna know what you do

And they don't think you know

But I know that you do

'Cause your dollar ain't shit

And it's taxed to no end

'Cause of rich men

North of Richmond

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I wish politicians

Would look out for miners

And not just miners on an island somewhere

Lord, we got folks in the street

Ain't got nothin' to eat

And the obese milkin' welfare

But God if you're five foot three

And you're three hundred pounds

Taxes ought not to pay

For your bags of fudge rounds

Young men are putting themselves

Six feet in the ground

'Cause all this damn country does

Is keep on kicking them down

Lord, it's a damn shame

What the world's gotten to

For people like me

And people like you

Wish I could just wake up

And it not be true

But it is

Oh, it is

Livin' in the new world

With an old soul

These rich men north of Richmond

Lord, knows they all

Just wanna have total control

Wanna know what you think

Wanna know what you do

And they don't think you know

But I know that you do

'Cause your dollar ain't shit

And it's taxed to no end

'Cause of rich men

North of Richmond

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I've been selling my soul

Working all day

Overtime hours

For bullshit pay