Lyricist : Penelope Scott

Composer : Penelope Scott

编曲 : Penelope Scott

Hey! I like your bra!

Thanks I got it from my very best friend

Kissed  her once in high school and then never again

Drugs and money who’s between your covers

Wouldn't matter to me one way or the other

When  thots and animals storm the capital

You'll  watch c-span for fun

‘Cause its a f***ing drag

It's  crazy sad

But you'll do what's got to be done

Are you really gonna save the world like that?

With  your **** half out on instagram

I mean yeah motherf***er that was always the plan

I'm gonna wear this **** to congress, man

So hop off my ****

'cause this whole thing makes me feel sick

And you're mean to kids why can’t you just quit picking on them

Life and liberty, sometimes property, the right to try to feel good

Her heart is pure the math checks out so what's the move

And how could you do this when I learned my rights from you

Here's a little fact i cry all the time

About the state in healthcare and the grand design

Sometimes its sad, sometimes its bittersweet

But it's how you'll know I'm me

And now gun control is a f***in' icky problem

I don't know if anybody knows how to solve it

But if i were in congress and someone shot up a school

I'd f***ing cry about that too

And so my question is to you

Are you really gonna save the world this way

Crying like a kid every single day

Hell yeah mother****er i'm afraid it's true

People are in pain what's wrong with you

So hop off my ****

You Nixon smile makes me f***in' sick

You should be just as wrecked as i am

I pretty f***in' angry that you're not

And when thots and animals storm the capital

You'll watch c-span for fun

‘Cause its a f***ing drag

And its crazy sad

But you’ll do whats got to be done

The rules were life and liberty sometimes property

The right to try to feel good

Her heart is pure, the math checks out so what's the move

And why would you do this when I learned my rights from you

And when soft boys and their succulents

And girls dressed in cracked skulls

Take the capital and render it's capital null

Well I'll feel a but more pumped and a bit less sad

Paint our shirts

Say we're sorry

And call our dads