Rich Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

She left you 1958 

When the thought of another fifteen years 

Was more than she could face 

But did you miss her much well hey 

You never gave her too much thought 

In your newspaper grey 

So waste away to morro bay 

You never got around to yesterday 

But money is for taking yes 

And rich is what to be forsaken grey 

And giving it away 

And even Jesus has a price 

You're making credit card donations to television faith healers 

Born again missionaries come to morro bay 

They saved your body but your mind hey 

And everything you earned 

You're going to throw it all away 

And waste away tomorrow 

C.a. is where everybody falls down off the wagon under the wheels 

Remember 1970 

When the thought of a day without a drink 

Was more than you could face 

But did you miss her much well hey 

You never gave her too much thought 

In your newspaper grey 

So waste away to morro bay 

Saved your body but your mind paid 

But money is for taking yes 

And rich is what to be forsaken 

Grey and giving it away 

You're going to hurt somebody if you can 

You're going to make somebody understand 

Baby you're a rich man 

Baby you're a rich man