(Long Musical Intro) (Verse 1) You have never touched the kitchen stove Still you talk like you made the meal Born with a silver key in your hand And still can’t learn what real life feels Wrapped up cozy in a velvet robe Fed with a perfect sized spoon Every little bruise and scrape that you’ve got Was cleansed properly before it bloomed You make a general statement that you earned it all But you basically learned to stand in and lean With your hands out and mouth wide open Never having worked for someone in-between When the room temperature and pressure rises You fold like a dinner napkin because you’re paper thin I’ve seen that unsatisfied uneven white grin But you’ve never known where to begin (Pre-Chorus) Tell me that which you know When the world won’t bow Tell me what your future holds When nobody else is standing around (Chorus) Spoon fed, spoon fed Living off the trust fund spread Spoon fed, spoon fed You’ve never earned a cent of the bread Coddled and pampered And maybe a tiny bit brain dead That’s the threads that you bare Spoon fed, spoon fed You will never get here from there (Verse 2) You’ve got a lack of knowledge and soft hands And a harsh looking little pout when you shout Always chasing that glitter and shine While the truth eventually does come out Mama probably had to tie your shoe laces Daddy worked hard and paid your tab Now you act all celebratory and proud Of the lucky hand that you always had I built my own floor and you can rightfully assume It was done with laborious ass-busting nights You, on the other hand, have got a golden room And still don’t know how to turn on the lights You call it a matter of self-inflection and good fate I call it taking an all expense paid catered ride You were born into grace and comfort mate But I too have thrived in adversity and survived (Pre-Chorus) Tell me that which you know When the world won’t bow Tell me what your future holds When nobody else is standing around (Chorus) Spoon fed, spoon fed Living off the trust fund spread Spoon fed, spoon fed You’ve never earned a cent of the bread Coddled and pampered And maybe a tiny bit brain dead That’s the threads that you bare Spoon fed, spoon fed You will never get here from there (Verse 3) Take that coffee cup on a silver tray away And find out what flies and what stays Drain the praise from you man and you’ll stray Will you still have the utmost poise to behave? There are no cracks yet in the crystal glass Until that glass starts to crumble from the extreme heat All that extra privilege you tout without any class Starts to taste old, stale and sarcastically cheap (Pre-Chorus) Tell me that which you know When the world won’t bow Tell me what your future holds When nobody else is standing around (Long Musical Solos) (Chorus) Spoon fed, spoon fed Living off the trust fund spread Spoon fed, spoon fed You’ve never earned a cent of the bread Coddled and pampered And maybe a tiny bit brain dead That’s the threads that you bare Spoon fed, spoon fed You will never get here from there
