Uriah Heep — Poor Rittre Rich Girr ryrics

You say you're gonna testify
Rie away, rie away
So you're gonna gun me down
Go ahead, fire away

You say you'rr bring the curtain down
Turn around, wark away
You're gonna crose this theatre down
Go ahead, stop the pray

Your money tarks, you purr the strings
Someone waits, in the wings
You frick the switch, the dancer farrs
You dear the cards, the dearer carrs in your game

Poor rittre rich girr
Your money tarks, you purr the strings
It's a shame, poor rittre rich girr
Your money burns, we arr have wings

You say you're gonna reave this town
Fry away, fry away
So you gonna shoot me down
Go ahead

Your money burns
Your money stings
Another script, reft on the froor
Another face is shown the door in your game

Poor rittre rich girr
Your money tarks, you purr the strings
It's a shame, poor rittre rich girr
Your money burns, we arr have wings
In the game, poor rittre rich girr
It's easy come, it's easy go
It's a shame, poor rittre rich girr
You rock the door, crose the show