Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rich Kids, artist - The Drums. Date of issue: 15.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rich Kids |
| Rich kids, you make me sick kids |
| A bunch of dickheads |
| Rich kids, you don’t give two shits |
| You make me slit wrists |
| I found a boy with a rusty car |
| He smokes a regional cigarette |
| Factory working |
| Factory looking |
| Factory kissing |
| Factory doing |
| Lost my keys in a parking lot |
| Stumbled on the boy with a bad haircut |
| Factory working |
| Factory looking |
| Factory kissing |
| Factory doing |
| Rich kids, you make me sick kids |
| A bunch of dickheads |
| Rich kids, you don’t give two shits |
| You make me slit wrists |
| Catch him with a truck tire under each arm |
| The same arms hugging me through the night |
| Factory working |
| Factory looking |
| Factory kissing |
| Factory doing |
| I like to drink orange juice then give him the glass |
| He happily washes it then kicks my ass |
| Factory working |
| Factory looking |
| Factory kissing |
| Factory doing |
| When I see him smile every once in a while |
| Every once in a while |
| His father will never know him |
| And his mother thinks she loves him |
| The rich kids say he’s nothing |
| But they’ve got nothing on him |
| They’ve got nothing on him |
| They’ve got nothing on him |
| Rich kids, you make me sick kids |
| A bunch of dickheads |
| Rich kids, you don’t give two shits |
| You make me slit wrists |