St. Vulgar St.

[Verse 1]
Down in the gutter an orphan boy
Has never been given a single joy
Making it breaking in, selling the loot
Hate in his eyes, a hole in his boot

[Chorus]
And all you wealthy folks
You drink your wine and you tell your jokes
You sermonize and it don’t ring true
Well there’s the door, away with you

[Verse 2]
And down in the street there’s an orphan girl
She’s never been given no love in the world
Making it selling her time in hotels
She never been one for the wedding bells

[Chorus]
And all you wealthy queens
Your servants and your limousines
You talk and you talk as if you knew
Well there’s the door, away with you

[Verse 3]
They walked into the room
They talked the terms a while
She pulled it off and heard him say
“Good lord, it’s been a while”
She told him not to worry
He told her not to ruse
She told him that it always goes the way it always do
And down on the 'vue below
The faces look the same
The town was frozen by the night
The streets were wet with rain
And after in the morning light
He found her arms were growing tired
He made to rise and she said no
She said, “Hold me close before you go”

[Chorus]
And all you wealthy folks
You drink your wine and you tell your jokes
You sermonize but you don’t know
What it’s like to live below
And all you orphan boys
And all you orphan girls
They will never lend a thing to you
So take what you can
Take all you can use