Lyrics:

Well, I get into the game
But it's always the same
I'm the man with the name
Hip, eponymous poor boy, poor boy

Call me whatever you may
I ain't stopping the train
I got a pill for the pain
Hip, eponymous poor boy, poor boy

And I know that I can't defeat you
Yeah, but you don't worry now, I ain't going to preach to you
Well, there you go, but I'll be going right there with you
Yeah, wherever you'll be, you'll be looking at me

But don't get out of your chair
Or put a bow in your hair
You might be making 'em stare
So, leave the care to the poor boy, the poor boy

And that's the name of the game
Keep on staying the same
Ain't nobody to blame
Nobody but the poor boy, the poor boy

Well, okay, so you fell asleep today
What's funny to me though is that you did that yesterday
You must think I'm mad doing all the things that I don't need to do
But while you're laughing at me I'll be laughing at you

So, I'll get into the game
But always keep it the same
And I'll be using your name
But they'll be yelling at me, 'Poor boy, poor boy'

But I'll be happy for you
'Cause you got nothing to do
And I'll be singing the blues
Walking around, singing, 'Poor boy, poor boy'

Sometimes, a cold shiver comes over me
And it turns me on when the song takes over me
Well all right, I can't fight if the odds are against me
But I can't sit still because I know that I will

And you'll be watching me, girl
Taking over the world
Let the stripes unfurl
Getting rich, singing, 'Poor boy, poor boy'

And I'll be coming to play
I do it every day
And the title will stay
Hip, eponymous poor boy, poor boy, yeah