Apostola - Poor is the Rich Man Lyrics

The thing with champagne is its bubbles always pop
And fortune and fame won't keep you at the top
Even golden names can finally rust
But when you lose it all will you count the cost
You can't take it with you
Won't buy you good health
Don't think you're immune
With your silver spoon and wealth
But cities still burn
And the dust is still coming
And when we're all on our knees it's too late to see
Money can't help you outrun it
When there's nothing left in this wasteland
Poor is the rich man
Your diamond watch
Won't buy you more time
And what more could you want
From your car than to drive
It's all opulence and high design
But when they're hunting us
It can't help you to survive
You can't take it with you
Won't buy you good health
Don't think you're immune
With your silver spoon and wealth
But cities still burn
And the dust is still coming
And when we're all on our knees it's too late to see
Money can't help you outrun it
When there's nothing left in this wasteland
Poor is the rich man
Count those coins, stack them high
Build a ladder you think you can climb
To escape the rot and decay
But at the end of the day
Rich or poor
We all still bleed the same
You can't take it with you
Won't buy you good health
Don't think you're immune
With your silver spoon and wealth
But cities still burn
And the dust is still coming
And when we're all on our knees it's too late to see
Money won't help you outrun it
When there's nothing left in this wasteland
Poor is the rich man
When we're all alone in this wasteland
Poor is the rich man