Rich Girl

Richards/Augie March

Then I asked about your forefathers
Were they murderous too?
You said it hadn't any bearing
Upon the likes of me and you

So we buried them to their necklines
And we kicked off all their heads
Funny little questions
That are left better never ever said

So I asked about your dead mother
Was she beautiful too?
Just a little bit warmer
Than the likes of me and you

Well I'm no F. Scott Fitzgerald
But I know a champagne birth
So was she light or heavy-handed
When she delivered you your words?

I asked if you were lonely
You said it didn't matter
These are old emotions
We need to bury them and leave them
Move onto something new
We need to bury them and leave them

Like I'm leaving you

So I had to make anybody happy
Writing songs about shit
Well I know I'm not supposed to be serious about it
But I'm serious about it

But I don't want to find no backdoor
I don't want to feel no brother's arms
Empty stuff comes better when I'm on my own
And I make it so I'm on my own

You asked me if I'm lonely
I guess it doesn't matter
It's an old emotion
I need to bury it and leave at home

From the last romantic view
And I go oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You're the first sign of panic
Then I tremble at the sight of you

All the things that fortify me
Are the things that petrify you
So you bury them and leave them
And I dig them up anew

I only asked if you were lonely
And you said it didn't matter
These are old emotions
We need to bury them and leave them
Move onto something new
Need to bury them and leave them
Leave their bodies in the backyard
We need to bury them and leave them

Like I'm leaving you

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