E   A   B   E 
 
E          A 
61st floor way downtown, 
E 
From cubicle 423 
               B 
You can't see what's coming down 
    E 
The mail lady brings a pink slip 
       A 
And an empty box for my desk 
       E             A             B      E 
Says, "Pack what you brought leave us the rest." 
 

E 
Down in the parking garage I pray my truck starts again 
E                             B 
When the CEO passes me in his new Mercedes Benz 
     E 
He's toking on a Cuban 
           A 
While mine blows out the tailpipe 
E        A              B        E 
Some get rich while the rest get by 
    A 
The rich keep getting richer, but I keep staying poor 
    E 
I'm working this overtime to help event the score 
   A 
It feels like I'm working towards the welfare line, 
F#m                  B 
But someday I'll get mine  
The big boss man and his jolly pirate crew 
Were watching and planning 
And plotting to get away with the loot 
So clever and so quiet, 
Wall Street never heard a sound 
They grabbed the last piece of gold as the ship went down 
 
Now there's handcuffs jangling against a Rolex watch 
And a squad car at the palace there to chauffeur him off 
But, you know, I'll bet some poor working stiff gets stuck serving the time 
Cause some get rich while the rest get by 
 
(Chorus) 
 
I met up with old Saint Peter there 
At the Great Pearly Gates 
He told my old boss in front of me, 
"Sir you'll have to wait." 
Then he waved me on through and he winked his eye 
He told me, "Some get rich while the rest get by."