If you see someone who acts like a star
And she says she has a native background
And your head is spinning from her endless lies
And you just can’t escape from the sound
Don’t worry too much, she will get ’round to you
We’re her piglets now, wisdom her pearls
And the thing that you’re hearing is only the sound of
The low snark of well-heeled girls
The percentage we’re paying is too high priced
And they’re living beyond all our means
And the Girl in the Senate has just bought a new ad
From the taxes she got from your dreams
But today you just read that the girl was shot dead
By a cholo didn’t want any pearls
But it wasn’t the bullet that laid her to rest was
The low snark of well-heeled girls
If you had just a minute to breathe and she granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another tax?
Or something similar as this? Don’t worry too much
She’ll get ’round to you as soon as your stomach hurls
And the thing that afflicts you is only the sound of
The low snark of well-heeled girls
When she took everything that I owned and asked for all in return
Did you do the same for me as I did for you?
Or take me for a ride, and strip me of everything including my pride
But spirit is something she can’t unfurl
And the sound that I’m hearing is only the sound of
The low snark of well-heeled girls
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