The Methadones - Poor Little Rich Girl lyrics

Stepping off the blue line I revert back to the time She would stand by the bus terminal Asking for change reading leftist literature From the north shore out to the west side Searching for herself but now on her own dime Dressed in rags from a resale outlet Living in a dump she would learn to forget Thought that she would save the world A spoiled rotten little girl An art school dropout/won't fall in-won't fall out Its not what she's about-no way! [Chorus] She was a poor little rich girl in a rebel phase She had a fanzine and a band But couldn't write or play guitar Had big ideas that went up in smoke On vanity she would choke It's a story of an alternative lifestyle That fits quite nice in the "where are they now?" file Sleeping in squats while scratching her scabies It must be nice to be a trust fund baby Thought that she would save the world A spoiled rotten little girl With her parents blessing and a blank check Just so she's was out of their way [Chorus] She was a poor little rich girl in a rebel phase Taking aim on her conservative father A corporate lawyer that didn't want to be bothered Poor little rich girl in a rebel phase