Slum tourist angel surest my personal jurist
We’re all guilty
Princess truth master sleuth finds us uncouth
We’re all filthy
You know the answers
You poverty freelancer
We’re all broken
The jury has spoken
And you smile with pride
Knowing inside
You’ve saved the little guy
You’re just like us but can make rent
You’re just like us but not so bent
Full disclosure: the rent was a lie
Your type can buy
Wait until you find the truth doesn’t shine
Can’t rescue my kind with a thousand dollar wine