RICH PRICK

TRACK:

Precious-Little - Pretty Insanity
A Moment of Angst

Chad A. Carino
Chris Haas

LYRICS:

How would you feel if everything you knew was dead
Your family bleeding round you screaming in your head

You have no right to decide who will live and who will die
You have no right to decide who will live and who will die

You say you want a war on drugs
There is no bloodless war
The people dying in the streets
And you just feed the fire

Our heroes rotting in jail
Your pleasure yacht setting sail

(Give it all up)
You want a war?
Then fight the armies of the poor
You want a war?
Then fight the armies of the poor

We will rise up and smite your firstborn
Forge guns from our chains and heal where we're torn

You have no right to decide who will live and who will die
You have no right to decide who will live and who will die

WAR!?
FUCK YOU!!
IN YOUR GRAVES...

Your bodies floating, bloated, on the sea

Pretty Insanity

2024 Remaster

A Moment of Angst

Song featuring a scam email and google translate

Lyrics:
Congratulations. This email is from Elon Musk and team SpaceX's
founder,CEO and chief engineer; early-stage investor, CEO and product
architect of Tesla, Inc. Founder of The Boring Company, and co-founder
of Neuralink and OpenAI. With an estimated net worth of around $245
billion.

Your email was randomly selected from the European and US email
database and you received 18,087.71 Tesla Stock (TSLA) equal to
$4,124,270.00 USD at $258.0 per stock.

Please take this email very, very seriously and email the Claims
Department [Scam mail adress]

Beat "Once in Paris" by Pumpupthemind

Mangez les riches <3

Congratulations (an email from Elon Musk)

Economist Rob Larson returns to This Is Hell! to dicsuss "Mastering the Universe: The Obscene Wealth of the Ruling Class, What They Do with Their Money, and Why You Should Hate Them Even More," (Haymarket Books) on the day it's published. "Rotten History" by Renaldo Migaldi follows the interview.

Help keep This Is Hell! completely listener supported and access bonus episodes by subscribing to our Patreon: www.patreon.com/thisishell

Why You Should Hate the Ruling Class for Its Obscene Wealth / Rob Larson

Belly Bag EATS Old Money Bitch

Belly Bag EATS Old Money Bitch😨😱🤤

Eat the rich

Too many voices remain unheard in America as their rights are slowly being stripped away from them. #EattheRich #Yikes

Yikes!

Lyrics:

You're nothing but a scoundrel and a dirty, lying freak
Everything you say is fucking babble from the weak
Talk about prosperity just to shaft us constantly
And nationwide, kids are fucking dying from your hate

We're standing here in silence in the glorious U.S.A.
'Cause everybody tells us we're not the natural way
He wants to take our freedoms, and I think it's safe to say
This isn't what we thought would end up being the American Way

The people are the problem, because how can you just say
That human rights are optional for a dollar less on eggs??
President of America is a job that you would think
A felon can’t be hired for, but I guess the joke’s on me

We're standing here in silence in the glorious U.S.A.
'Cause everybody tells us we're not the natural way
He wants to take our freedoms, and I think it's safe to say
This isn't what we thought would end up being the American Way
We're standing here in silence in the glorious U.S.A.
'Cause everybody tells us we're not the natural way
He wants to take our freedoms, and I think it's safe to say
This isn't what we thought would end up being the American Way

I fucking know what I'm talking about, fuckers 

The American Way

i need to redo the mix

lyrics:

pick up a brick
throw it thru the front door
didnt start shit
but we'll end the war
these nazi fucks keep going on the rise n
hands that never fed are lookin good for bitin
starve us out, we'll eat your fucking corpses
so sick and tired of your beating dead horses
dont you hear the action call
rise above behead them all

sick of propaganda
im so tired of distractions
im so sick and fucking tired of the ruling class's god damn actions
its deplorable, you cant deny, the fascist shit in front our eyes
you defend, deny
we'll depose, defy

oh, we'll storm every street
no, we wont stop for your greed
theyd be lucky to come out of this with teeth
its about damn time they felt the boot we're underneath
oh, its a battle they cant win
no supremacy comes from their skin
theyre just a bunch of children with attractions to their kin
theyre fucking terrified by some t with a pen

they cant gaslight themselves this time
they cant gaslight themselves this time
they cant gaslight themselves this time
we'll be outside their window

pick up a brick
throw it thru the front door
didnt start shit
but we'll end the war
these nazi fucks keep going on the rise n
the hands that never fed are lookin good for bitin
starve us out, we'll eat your fucking corpses
so sick and tired of your beating dead horses
dont you hear the action call
rise above behead them all

ACTION CALL (prod H3LLBXI x Raitech)

An unapologetic sonic flamethrower aimed straight at the billionaire boys’ club. “Forbes My Ass” is a glitchy, venom-drenched takedown of wealth-worship culture—where every bar drips with satire, truth, and unfiltered rage. Trap snares snap like broke ribs, distorted bass groans like crumbling empires, and the delivery pulls zero punches. It’s modern protest with a meme-core edge, an anthem for the broke, the loud, and the fed up. If satire had a sledgehammer and a Soundcloud account, this would be it.

Lyrics:

Broke as hell but loud as sin
They print the checks, I print revenge

You bought a planet, I bought a match
One flick, now your yacht’s detached
I eat depression with plastic forks
You eat regrets from human pork

Jet fuel brunch while I skip lunch
Your stock split, my ribs crunch
Flex your net worth, I flex my rage
You flex your watch, I set the stage

Silicone lies on a press release
I ghostwrite karma with extra grease
You own space? I own the street
And the memes that roast you every week

Forbes my ass!
You parasite chic
Gucci coffin packed with sweatshop receipts
Forbes my ass!
Your soul’s on lease
While I spit truth with zero peace

Forbes my ass!
Flex all you want
But your grandkids gon’ eat coupons
Forbes my ass!
I broke, but proud
You rich and fake, just screaming loud

You built an empire off Snapple caps
Stole a pension, bought giraffe-skin slacks
Put a price tag on the sky
Then sold us air and watched us die

You got a jet that’s bigger than schools
While I patch shoes with broken tools
I got receipts and a flamethrower
Every lie you told? Game’s over

Boardroom full of yes-men clones
Feasting on bones they don’t even own
I roast suits like marshmallows
And dance on your grave in thrifted tennis shoes


You don’t innovate, you plagiarize
You don’t lead, you monetize
Call it vision? More like theft
And somehow still failed upwards left


Forbes my ass!
Your legacy’s fake
Wrapped in cash and bubble snake
Forbes my ass!
Call me broke again
I’ll crowdfund chaos just to cleanse

Forbes my ass!
That list’s a lie
Built on screams you learned to buy
Forbes my ass!
This is for the streets
And every worker you chose to delete

We see you
And we ain’t laughing
We’re loading
Forbes my ass!

Forbes My Ass

Interview I conducted for my Audio Storytelling class at the University of Pittsburgh. The opinions stated are not representative of my own. Interview was conducted in February 2025

Anonymous Anarchist: Bill a Killionaire

eat the rich (prod. cuffa)

The greedy decided that greed was the way
and decided to take everything away
they took and they took
and said let them eat cake
and the men in their pockets
were all on the take
and they paved the way up
to your door for the rape.

and they raped and they raped and they
raped you again
and when they were finished
they called in their friends
and they raped you to death
and they burned down your house
then they said you sold child porn
so nobody'd question it.

and then they did your neighbours
and then they did the block
and everybody noticed
and everybody clucked
And now it's over
you are over
and your country is gone
But I hope you had 
a good day 
at work!

cuz it's gonna be a long time
yeah a long time
till you can ever make money again
cuz them fuckers ain't hiring
and they all think that food 
is Somebody Else's Problem
cuz they take their lives for granted
and have no idea what they're 
built upon
you let that moron smash the system
and he's ripping off the bandaid
that holds your arteries together

you don't like my taste in metaphors
i don't like your taste in friends
we all see that, of the two, yours
is the more serious offense
I do not agree to disagree
you're wrong and that's all there is to it
And the violence you ever prepare for us
is more than enough proof of it.

and then they did your neighbours
and then they did the block
and everybody noticed
and nobody gave a fuck
And now it's over
you are over
and your country is gone
But I hope you had 
a good day 
at work!

well, whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now

Greed

The greedy decided that greed was the way
and decided to take everything away
they took and they took
and said let them eat cake
and the men in their pockets
were all on the take
and they paved the way up
to your door for the BEEP.

and they BEEPed and they BEEPed and they
BEEPed you again
and when they were finished
they called in their friends
and they BEEPed you to death
and they burned down your house
then they said you sold BEEEEEP
so nobody'd question it.

and then they did your neighbours
and then they did the block
and everybody noticed
and everybody clucked
And now it's over
you are over
and your country is gone
But I hope you had 
a good day 
at work!

cuz it's gonna be a long time
yeah a long time
till you can ever make money again
cuz them fuckers ain't hiring
and they all think that food 
is Somebody Else's Problem
cuz they take their lives for granted
and have no idea what they're 
built upon
you let that moron smash the system
and he's ripping off the bandaid
that holds your arteries together

you don't like my taste in metaphors
i don't like your taste in friends
we all see that, of the two, yours
is the more serious offense
I do not agree to disagree
you're wrong and that's all there is to it
And the violence you ever prepare for us
is more than enough proof of it.

and then they did your neighbours
and then they did the block
and everybody noticed
and nobody gave a fuck
And now it's over
you are over
and your country is gone
But I hope you had 
a good day 
at work!

well, whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now
i said whaddya think happens now

Greed PARTLY CENSORED VERSION

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Indie art rock / trash rock band dreamed up by Chad A. Carino at the turn of the millennium. 
Features an inconsistent roster of variously talented performers/music adjacent folks, including Chad's sister Cassie Carino and his father David Carino. In 2000, while performing in various guerrilla shows, Chad also enlisted friend Lee Sawyer to perform various tasks, including playing the dulcimer and vocals. The first release, Gopher Coffee, was assembled using a single tape recorder and a dubious copy of SoundEdit 16 with the original three performers. Reception was muted, to say the least.
A year later, Chad began writing another album, aided by drumming and vocals from Chris Haas. Initial performances with the duo were more popular than the previous, four-strong yet drum-free performances. In 2002, the duo began recording what would become the 2003 release Pretty Insanity. To support this album, the pair recruited Justin Socha to play bass, and began touring in Connecticut (to some success), and even places that were NOT Connecticut (to somewhat less success). This period of less muted success ended when Chad randomly decided to wander off with an anarchist march and ended up in New York.
Following the impulsive dissolution of the Pretty Insanity incarnation of Precious-Little, Chad performed as Precious-Little to an audience of exactly one person in NYC before continuing to run guerrilla shows in Brooklyn before returning to Connecticut.
A revival, of sorts, briefly occurred in 2010 when Chad reunited with Justin, adding another bassist and drummer for a weekend of performances as part of an art school thesis.

To this day, they still wander the earth, accomplishing about as much as they were before.

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