Fork the Rich

Rich people don't make Art or Sculpture They'd rather be an Ugly Vulture Weathies have no need to see 'em Live empty lives in their Museum That's what they pay OTHERS for They're only fit to mind the Store Rich folks don't have new Ideas Only oral Diarrheas To make more money, they will Hurry Then run right home to fret and Worry The Filthy Rich - they don't do Science They deserve to feel Defiance They're better off when they stay SILENT But all too often they get VIOLENT Glad I'm not some DUMB Rich Bitch I'll take my chance, and risk a Glitch Their conscience? It's a Hockey Puck They're only Rich by dint of Luck Tax the rich and Feed the Poor Until there ain't no Rich, NO MORE!