Poor Thing! Songtext
von Rat Park

(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)

I′m gonna tell you how to get rich quick
20 a month and I can show you how the other half lives
Yeah, I can take you out of this shit
Get on your grind and take the dive, can you riddle me this
If a house is just a loan, why not double your chips
Look up a property in your city, then buy it and flip
You just copped yourself a brand-new whip
You poor thing, I know you wanna live just like this

(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
It feels good don't it
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
I bet it feels real good, don′t it?
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)


Aren't you tired of working down to the bone
Giving your checks to the man and crawl back in the hole?
Yo, I can turn the dirt into gold
Just take a little slice of heaven and bring it right back home
The price of easy livin' is a bit of your soul
New appliances in your kitchen, televisions and phones
And a nice silk sheet set to fold
You poor thing, I hate to see you living so damn cold

(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
It feels good, don′t it?
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
I bet it feels like you′re free

Just like you wanted to be
Keep you happy, sell you piece by piece
Poor thing
But you can live like me
I wanna make you believe
That you're filthy, I can make you clean
Poor thing, poor thing

Now I know you got a lot on your plate
Pushing the rock up the hill, fallin′ down to your grave
I can help you carry all that weight
Reach out your hand to me child if you wanna be saved
Just put a dollar in the bucket every day after day
And watch your problems, anxiety, struggles spirit away
And at the end of the road I know a place
You poor thing, I'm sure they′ll let you walk right in the gate


(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
It feels good, don't it?
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)
I bet it feels real good, don′t it?
(Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)