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P.M. Dawn

Filthy Rich (I Don't Wanna Be)

 

Filthy Rich (I Don't Wanna Be)

(album: The Bliss Album...? - 1993)


Uh, yeah, that's alright.

[Chorus:]
I don't wanna be like you, filthy rich...
I don't wanna be like you, filthy rich...
I don't wanna be like you, filthy rich...
I don't wanna be like you, filthy rich.

If you tried to explain, I wouldn't understand
Even if you twist my arm I won't know
I'm falling through five different frames of distortion.
Knowing me, disturbing its flow
I'm using blind, I'm using fault.
I'm using all that's within my reach
What conducts patterns of electricity
that leave me wandering oblivion's beach...
OK, wait a minute, what's the big deal
I'm not allowed to be composed of lust.
Consider questions of a lonely man.
From clashes to ashes and greed to dust,
OK, fine,where's the big wall,
it surpasses me, but its the cave through time.
Consider quotes from the understand what it takes.
To conditions your mind to be filthy rich.

[Chorus]

I'm entering never, confusing the elements
Pondering all that needs to be done
Shamena life is performing an exorcism.
to rid me of all my guns
At innocence best its simply wild,
As intense as it is it can only crawl...
I see my mind, its still descending,
At least for now I'm controlling its fall...
OK, hold it, why the big smiles
It scrambles warnings and signals touch...
Consider the passion for a thousand miles,
When the shady strides become a bit too much...
OK, stop, where's the big find
I'm waiting for someone to tell me the deal
Consider yourself so wealthy
without ever knowing how it feels to be filthy rich

[Chorus]

Finding you, fighting you, and pleasing.
all that gives me mine
It's getting dark, its time to go.
When facts to feathers destroy the lines...
OK, kool, but what's the big reason.
Tell me the tricks to having loads of Fli.
Consider the silence of the soul
'Cause filthy rich is just what it is, Filthy rich...

[Chorus]

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