wealthy ones like you lap down
on the common folk like me,
and making bets to what degree
From your rose -colored windows,
you see yourself above us,
standing in the mud, gazing at the stars.
But the rich and poor have in
the heartburn and the heartaches,
and put our pants on just the same
Your wealth don't make you better,
cause I can tread water, babe,
as long as you think you can
While you've got your raising girl
an d your dia mond -studded work,
I got pulled up on the hungry side of town
Cuttin' my teeth on bacon rind,
it ain't no hide as thick as mine,
but it might be fun and wild to be your clown
So get your whip and do your thing,
and I'll run around the ring,
ridin' a white horse, wearin' armor too
Ah, but I don't easy fluster, babe,
I'll be your court jester, babe,
but don't think you won't
Back when you put your hand in mine
It was a shocking thing to find
Water hot, current strong and wet
You had me strugglin' for a time
But nev er fear, this fish will never fret
While you're playin' with my mind
I'll be playin' with your money, honey
As long as your accountants turn the drain
I'll fan the flame and make it hotter
Cause I think I can walk on water
As long as you think you can
I think if I hang around a while
I'll come out wiser, man, at least
Cause the last time anyone
You appeared, they looked around
Found a brand new star up in the east
Oh, but I don't see no halo,
just a little girl with a lot of gold
Want one more trinket for your golden chain
Well, you got a hot one hangin', kid,
don't let them say you never did