Don't you know these days it's the cold hard truth All our money goes to guys in suits Who always take more than they need Don't even try to hide their greed The rich get rich and the poor stay poor I can hear the devil knocking at my door Somebody tell me who i'm working for I can hear the devil knocking at my door The kids are wearing hand me down jeans The wife is in the kitchen cooking pork and beans Every time we go shopping we cant afford the food Next time kiss me before i get screwed The rich get rich and the poor stay poor I can hear the devil knocking at my door Somebody tell me who i'm working for I can hear the devil knocking at my door