Tom Morello - 100 Little Curses lyrics

[Intro] Woah, woah, woah (100 little curses) Woah, woah, woah (100 little curses) [Verse 1] May you tumble and fall down your grand marble stairway May that caviar pâté you were eating block your airway May your manservant deliver the Heimlich with honor May this make you vomit on your Dolce Gabbana May your wife's worried face show a horrific expression May you realize she's not worried, that's just Botox injections May all the commotion cause to crash your chandelier And propel into your rear, it's sharp diamonds from DeBeers May your Ferrari break down, may your chauffeur get high And smash up your stretch Rolls up on Rodeo Drive Off the breaking backs of others is where you got all your bucks Till we make the revolution, I just hope your life s**s [Hook] All my people in the place put your fist in the air All my down muthaf**as get up out of your chairs All my real down peoples we got love for you here 'Cept for that muthaf**a right there, get him Woah, woah, woah (100 little curses) [Verse 2] May your Champagne not bubble, may your pinot be sour May the white stuff you snorting be 96 percent flour May the famous rapper you bring to your daughters sweet 16 Get some pride and walk out as if born with a spleen May the d**h squads you hire be bad with instructions And by mistake be at your mansion with the Street Sweepers bustin' May this make your party guests forsake their white Russians And dive behind the Jimmy Martin cryin' and cussin' May your chef be off pissing in the bisque in the kitchen May I a**ume your autobiography is filed under fiction 'Cause off the breaking backs of others is where you got all your cash Till we make the revolution, I hope your life s**s a** [Hook]