Richard Cory (Live)

[Verse 1] They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town With political connections to spread his wealth around He was born into society, a banker's only child He had everything a man could want: money, grace, and style [Verse 2] The papers print his picture almost every place he goes Richard Cory at the opera, Richard Cory at a show And the rumor of his parties and the orgies on his yacht! He really must be happy with everything he's got [Chorus] But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty And I wish that I could be Oh, I wish that I could be Oh, I wish that I could be John Denver [Verse 3] He really gave to the charities, he had the common touch And they were thankful for his patronage and thank you very much So my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read Richard Cory went home last night and put a bullet through his head [Outro] But I work in his factory And I curse the life I'm living And I curse my poverty I wish that I could be I wish that I could be Oh, I wish that I could be Richard Cory