well, I knew a rich poor man from the town
and his lungs, they pumped stale air from your mouth
and when he smiled are all of your wedding flowers all fell out
and a garden grew so high from the mound of dirt beneath his feet
and no matter how hard he tried, he was stuck there forever
well, I know a rich poor man from the town
and his heart, it pumped pure gold for you
but the gold wasn't worth its weight in patience
no the gold was only worth its wait for his death
and now he's buried beneath the coins at your feet
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