You bought out the stock at Oxfam

To cut it up and make a profit

While somebody scraped their pennies

But can’t find a thing that fits

It must be nice to know you’d be alright if you quit

When you’re much better off than you are willing to admit

We know who you really are

Poverty tourist

It’s so nice that you can holiday

In my financial insecurity

By acting like the working class

With your affected accent, post punk band

Purge a vulnerable community while you remain shameless

Cuz you’d step over anyone for the chance to be famous

We know who you really arе

Poverty tourist

Isn’t it funny that being percеived as having no money is profitable

You get to play dress up

While others struggle to keep up

But you stay ignorant

It’s despicable

We know who you really are

Poverty tourist