[Verse 1]
Culture traveled out from the rabble
And had a saddle placed on its back
While the [?] t'was ridden to death, dear
By the kind whose nerve never cracks
[Verse 2]
Guess the class [?] of the white Rasta
And I will buy your very next meal
Sausage supper says middle or upper
And when he speaks the winner's revealed
[Chorus]
That's how it is you see
It shouldn't have to be
This way that unearned wealth
Perpetuates itself
[Verse 3]
You're not fooling me private schooling
Claiming you are charity
Those you help most don't have the west coast
And the old distillery
[Chorus]
That's how it is you see
It shouldn't have to be
This way that unearned wealth
Perpetuates itself
Culture traveled out from the rabble
And had a saddle placed on its back
While the [?] t'was ridden to death, dear
By the kind whose nerve never cracks
[Verse 2]
Guess the class [?] of the white Rasta
And I will buy your very next meal
Sausage supper says middle or upper
And when he speaks the winner's revealed
[Chorus]
That's how it is you see
It shouldn't have to be
This way that unearned wealth
Perpetuates itself
[Verse 3]
You're not fooling me private schooling
Claiming you are charity
Those you help most don't have the west coast
And the old distillery
[Chorus]
That's how it is you see
It shouldn't have to be
This way that unearned wealth
Perpetuates itself
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