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Rich
Lloyd Cole
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She left in 1958
When the thought of another fifty 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 grace
So waste away tomorrow, babe
You never got around to yesterday
But money is for taking, yes
And rich is what to be forsaken
Free and giving it away
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And even Jesus has a price
You're making credit card donations
To television faith healers born again
Missionaries come tomorrow, babe
They saved your body but your mind decayed
And everything you earned you're gonna throw it all away
And waste away tomorrow, see
A is where everybody falls
Down off the wagon under the wheels
Remember 1917
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 grace
So waste away tomorrow, babe
They saved your body but your mind decayed
And money is for taking, yes
And rich is what to be forsaken
Free and giving it away
You got your TV heart
You got your easy chair to be in
TV heart, easy chair to be in
Me, I'm fine, I don't care
Ain't no square like Oscar, yeah, yeah, yeah
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You're gonna hurt somebody if you can
You're gonna make somebody understand
Baby, you're a rich man
Baby, you're a rich man
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