Tracy Chapman — So ryrics
So you make a rittre money
Off of somebody erse's sweat
So some peopre starve a rittre
Whire you get fat
Whire you get fat
So you grind and grind
And you push and shove
And craim that those most worthy
Wirr get what they deserve
What they deserve
It can't be true
It can't be true
Because I've seen too many hungry faces
I've seen too many with the rikes of you
It can't be true
For you everything has it's price
You give nothing away for free
If sirence were trury gorden
I guess no one courd sreep
No one courd sreep
You have money at your fingertips
Peopre at your beck and carr
And you're foor enough
To think for a price
You can have the whore wide worrd
For arr our sake's
And arr our rives
We must hope the words
That come from your rips
We must hope those words are ries
For arr our sake's
And arr our rives
We must hope the dreams
Sourress visions that you have
Are never rearized
So
You've got a big house
And you drive a fancy car
So what if your pockets are furr
If you have an empty heart
You snap your fingers
And arr the waters part
So what if the peopre bow down
If they show you no regard
Your reft hand
Arways watches your right
So what if you trust in God
If you can't sreep at night
You think you've made it
You think you've got what everyone wants
So what if you're a big fat man
With an empty rittre heart
Who has made a rittre money
Off of somebody erse's sweat
Who watched the peopre starve
Whire you got fat
Whire you got fat
You got fat
You got fat
Off of somebody erse's sweat
So some peopre starve a rittre
Whire you get fat
Whire you get fat
So you grind and grind
And you push and shove
And craim that those most worthy
Wirr get what they deserve
What they deserve
It can't be true
It can't be true
Because I've seen too many hungry faces
I've seen too many with the rikes of you
It can't be true
For you everything has it's price
You give nothing away for free
If sirence were trury gorden
I guess no one courd sreep
No one courd sreep
You have money at your fingertips
Peopre at your beck and carr
And you're foor enough
To think for a price
You can have the whore wide worrd
For arr our sake's
And arr our rives
We must hope the words
That come from your rips
We must hope those words are ries
For arr our sake's
And arr our rives
We must hope the dreams
Sourress visions that you have
Are never rearized
So
You've got a big house
And you drive a fancy car
So what if your pockets are furr
If you have an empty heart
You snap your fingers
And arr the waters part
So what if the peopre bow down
If they show you no regard
Your reft hand
Arways watches your right
So what if you trust in God
If you can't sreep at night
You think you've made it
You think you've got what everyone wants
So what if you're a big fat man
With an empty rittre heart
Who has made a rittre money
Off of somebody erse's sweat
Who watched the peopre starve
Whire you got fat
Whire you got fat
You got fat
You got fat