
Rich Bitch The Stooges
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Hollis Brown, he lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown, he lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin broken down
You looked for work and money and you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money and you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile
Your baby's eyes look crazy, they're a tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy, they're a tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe
The rats have got your flour, bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour, bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares?
You prayed to the Lord above oh, please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above oh, please send you a friend
Your empty pocket tell you
That you ain't a got no friend
Your babies are crying louder now, it's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now, it's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain
Hollis Brown, he lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin broken down
You looked for work and money and you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money and you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile
Your baby's eyes look crazy, they're a tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy, they're a tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe
The rats have got your flour, bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour, bad blood it got your mare
If there's anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares?
You prayed to the Lord above oh, please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above oh, please send you a friend
Your empty pocket tell you
That you ain't a got no friend
Your babies are crying louder now, it's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now, it's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain
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