Rich Friends - Portugal The Man

Hey man I’m cool to lean on
But I’m not your property
See I’m crushing down these problems
Cutting pain with poverty
I’m just tryin’ to catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb

I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you (x2)

Let me be your one-man army
[Bumpin’ pain?] for anarchy
I been slippin’ through the cracks
Like I was clothed in Vaseline
Let me be your little sunshine
In all this gloom and doom

I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you (x2)

Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head-on into the Wonderwall
Everyday holiday when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous

From the Capetown coliseums
Cold disparity
Electric fences humming like a hive without a queen
We’re all trying to catch a free ride
From the temple to the tomb

I could really really really
Use a rich rich friend like you (x2)

Crashin’ on chardonnay and Adderall
Driving head-on into the Wonderwall
Everyday holiday when daddy’s gone
Livin’ life like we’re the only ones that know we’re famous (x3)

Lyrics added by Sandra Quinn