Real wise yuppie and i sold my soul
Got a porsche in one hand and a pot of gold
Snort bulk coke cause my hearts mighty cold
Look really groovy but i feel really old, yeah

Theres gold in your eyes dear lord
You cant see the flock for the dollar signs
Our god he is a dollar bill
A mound of them buggers is even holier still, yeah

Real wise yuppie and there aint nothing left
Wall-streets crashed its the bottom of the deck
Times are dark they're gonna get darker yet
Decline and fall of the television set

Theres gold in your eyes dear lord
You cant see the flock for the dollar signs
Our god he is a dollar bill
A mound of them buggers is even holier still

Nobody cares about you and me
Well its a corporate ripoff monopoly, yeah
Awww yeah