"Elitist" lyrics

"Elitist"

Social climber
Know-it-all
Patronizer
Punisher

Stuck up, pretentious and overbearing
High and mighty when the world implodes
Condescending, an upstart offender
Cruel and callous when I know you are wrong

Ring on the bell to call for service
Bang on the gong to clean the mess up
Now I've used every friend I've ever had
And it doesn't look like I'm stopping there!

I'm an elitist
(Elitist)
Cuz I'm an elitist
(Elitist)

A-list big shot
Smarter than most
Yes, egotistic
Money to boast

Slicing up the stiff neck and lifting the high brow
Focusing on things I get for free
Opinions superior, attitudes aloud
Here comes another victim to bleed

Ring on the bell to call for service
Bang on the gong to clean the mess up
Now I've used every friend I've ever had
And it doesn't look like I'm stopping there!

Antagonistic
Money monger
Passive sadistic
Makes me stronger

Barefaced and brassy and flagrantly fucked
Loud, ostentatious and crass
Extensively fancy but soft to the touch
Smile to your face when I pocket your cash

Ring on the bell to call for service
Bang on the gong to clean the mess up
Now I've used every friend I've ever had
And it doesn't look like I'm stopping there!

I'm an elitist
(Elitist)
I'm an elitist
(Elitist)


Writer(s): Steven Michael Souza, Gary Holt
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