Lyrics

Bourgeoisie Blues

I?ve got parents like piñatas
I hit them up, the money comes down
It?s like candy, it?s so easy
And it?s my birthday all year round

My parents pay for my tuition
Yeah my rents they pay my rent
I once had a summer job
But that was an accident

I throw my money around
Like I was playing monopoly
You know it?s true sometimes that the winner
Is the one with the most property.

Chorus1: But sometimes I catch a glimpse of how the other half lives
For them every day is an uphill fight
But I?m a member of the bourgeoisie and that?s all I?ll ever be
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright, it?s alright
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright?

I see a picture of Karl Marx
Scowling on the wall
He?s picturing what he?ll do to me
When the capitalist system falls

Well Mr. Marx I hate to say it
But you big plans bit the dust
And if you were alive today
You?d be on Wall Street just like us

Some people even act proud
Of all the things they haven?t got
Well if poverty is such a commodity
Then I am a have-not

Chorus2: I feel the spirit of Che Guevara
When I toque mi guitarra
But somehow I never get the accent right
?Cause I?m a member of the bourgeoisie and that?s all I?ll ever be
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright, it?s alright
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright?

Well I suppose I should have done more
Than just vote for Al Gore
But the truth is that I wasn?t registered
So I did not even do that

I once signed a petition
It was against a corporation
It made me feel so good I almost joined the I.S.O.
But the problem with being a revolutionary
It takes up all your time
And I?m already working overtime
To get my slice of the pie

Chorus3: You want to start a new society
Well that?s alright with me
But don?t take away my cell phone or my cable satellite
?Cause I?m a member of the bourgeoisie and that?s all I?ll ever be
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright, it?s alright
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright.

Well I wish having a conscience
Was like having a big mole
I?d hire a top-notch surgeon
To remove it from my soul

I?m a liberal at 20
But you know how that saying goes
I wonder will my liberalism diminish
As my income grows

Til all that remains
Are the statistics that I cite
When I?ve had too many martinis
At some cocktail party cock-fight

Chorus4: Last night on t.v. I saw protesters in D.C.
Rumblings of a distant but still persistent fight
But I?m a member of the bourgeoisie and that?s all I?ll ever be
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright, it?s alright
Won?t somebody please tell me it?s alright?