Beggar At The Feast

Ain't it a laugh
Ain't it a treat
Hobnbbin' here
Among the elite

Here comes a prince
There goes a jew
This one's a queer,
But what can you do

Paris at me feet
Paris in the dust
And here's me breaking bread with the upper crust

Beggar at the feast
Master of the dance
Life is easy pickings if you grab your chance

Everywhere you go, law-abiding folk
Doing what is decent, but they're mostly broke
Singing to the Lord on Sundays
Praying for the gifts He'll send
But we're the ones who take it
We're the ones who make it in the end

Watch the beggars dance
Watch 'em 'till they drop
Keep your wits about you and you'll stand on top

Masters of the land
Always get our share
Clear away the barricades and we're still there

We know where the wind is blowing
Money is the stuff we smell
And when I'm rich as Jesus
Well, I'll see you all in Hell