Listen to the lyrics - we're singing about everyday life: rich people trying to keep money, poor people tying to get it, and everyone having trouble with their husband or wife!

Unhappy poor people at least have the fantasy that money will make them happy; unhappy rich people don’t even have that.

[W]hat is always overlooked is that although the poor want to be rich, it does not follow that they either like the rich or that they in any way want to emulate their characters which, in fact, they despise. Both the poor and the rich have always found precisely the same grounds on which to complain about each other. Each feels the other has no manners, is disloyal, corrupt, insensitive - and has never put in an honest day's work in its life.

When rich people fight wars with one another, poor people are the ones to die.

Rich men have dreams. Poor men die to make them come true.

Rich people read their bills. Poor people dread theirs.