Beggars might ride you into doing one thing
When humiliation gets taught
And humility does not have the ability to move a muscle
Don't do the Hustle
Beggars might ride
You've heard of the sea versus the scenery
Where every time a man goes overboard
It sounds like somebody's scoring on Beggars' Night
Hey, distro king for the hearing impaired
I'm starting to think I know why you were spared
Paradise felt fine, what's yours was mine
Collaborators f** us every time
Beggars might ride
You're taking rides with the sensitive miser
Taking sides with the new sympathizers
Girl, what could have been 'til you gave up the violin
For a slight but distasteful penchant for men
Beggars might ride
You've heard it said and it's true
For someone so beautifully scarred
I imagine it must be hard
To stay away from a life of public relations
But try, girl, you've got to try
You've got to stay critical or die
Stay critical or die