Rich Kids Blues

Bubble, bubble straight to my head The richer, the (drier?) believe in the liar You're bringin' trouble, trouble back in my bed When nobody can save me 'cause the smoke is my baby, baby

Mama, I got your white lie ways (or is it wild-eyed?) Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you I got the rich kids blues and I'm not sure that I'm pulling through

Why you, why you over my head? Mama, she told me keep your eyes on the trophy And the sighing, sighing's out of your bed But the delirious gestures are so easily misread

Mama, got your white lie taste Mama, there's nothing you can do or say

I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you I got the rich kids blues and I'm not sure that I'm pulling through I got the rich kids blues and they got nothing to do with you I got the rich kids blues and I'm not sure that I'm pulling through I got the rich kids blues

Mama, I got the rich kids blues Mama, I got your white lie ways Mama, I got the rich kids blues

To me, this song is about how a lot of "rich kids" can feel. Certain verses like "bubble, bubble going straight to my head", "the smoke is my baby", "I got your white lies ways" "keep your eyes on the trophy" meant something for me.. I think this song portrays the almost helplessness of kids in wealthy families who deal with the pressure their parents put on them ("keep your eyes on the trophy") and feel upset about the distance in their family yet have to keep up the illusion of perfection... idk that's just how I see it, i mean, the title is pretty self-explanatory

i think you're right about the "wild-eye", excellent lyrics, thanks!

I agree that that the lyric is probably "wild-eyed" ways.

Also, I'm positive its: "FOR delirious gestures are so easily misread."

Otherwise, looks good!