I ate a suicide breakfast and I still feel sick
I've got a half life here and I'm stuck with it
But I count my blessings and say my prayers
Because half the world's hungry and most of it's scared
And it's a [bad word] law, but the cat gets the cream
Cash buys the diet fit for a king
While the lion goes to the water-hole
We must sit and wait

But any day now we may scratch that itch
And join the immortal rich
They've got a drive-in Jesus to purge their sins
Roll up to the gates of heaven and still get in
Well, a big donation ain't gonna hurt
And you get your name on the T.V. church
Meanwhile down here we've lost our faith
Look to the heavens and just see rain
Can't meet the subscription on the pay-to-pray
So we don't even watch

But any day now we may scratch that itch
And join the immortal rich
And any day now we may make that switch
And join the immortal rich

Death by a thousand cuts
Jack up the prices so they cost
Just that much more than we can ever afford
Clean up in the hospital
Close down all the wards
And it's a [bad word] law, but the cat gets the cream
Cash buys the lifestyle fit for a king
While the big cars ease into the fast lane [bad word] to a stop

But any day now we may scratch that itch
And join the immortal rich
And any day now we may find our pitch
And join the immortal rich
Any day now we may scratch that itch
And join the immortal rich
Any day now we may make that switch
Arid join the immortal rich