[VERSE 1]
Hey! I like your bra!
Thanks, I got it from my very best friend
Fucked  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

[PRE-Chorus][?]
When  thots and animals storm the capital
You'll  watch c-span for fun
‘Cause it's a fucking drag
And it’s  crazy sad
But you'll do what's got to be done
So get on with it

[Chorus]
Are you really gonna save the world like that?
With  your tits half out on Instagram
I mean yeah motherfucker that was always the plan
I'm gonna wear this shit to congress, man
So hop off my dick
'Cause this whole thing makes me feel sick
If words are gold no matter who they're told by
Then why can't she say them to you?
And do you get why it makes me so blue?
Don't yell at me, I love you
Don’t kill me please, I’m trying so hard
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?
How could you do this when we learned it all from you?

[VERSE 2]
Here’s a little fact: I cry all the time
I cry for fuckin' healthcare, for the grand design
Sometimes it's sad, sometimes it's bittersweet
But it’s how you'll know I'm me
And now gun control's a fuckin' tricky problem
I don't know if anyone knows how to solve it
But if I ran congress and someone shot up a school
I'd fucking cry about that too
And so my question is, do you?

[Chorus]
Are you really gonna save the world this way
Crying like a bitch every fuckin' day
Well yeah mother fucker I'm afraid it's true
Humans are in pain, what's wrong with you?
So hop off my dick
Your Nixon smile makes me fuckin' sick
You should be just as wrecked as I am
I'm pretty fuckin' angry that you're not
And when thots and animals storm the capital
You'll watch c-span for fun
And I know it sucks, but you're fuckin' tough
And you'll do what's got to be done
So don't quit on me
[BRIDGE]
When soft boys and their succulents
And girls dressed in cracked skulls
Take the capital and render its capital null
We'll all feel a bit more pumped and a bit less sad
Paint our shirts
Say we're sorry
Call our dads

Don't yell at me I love you
Don't kill me when I'm just trying to help
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?
How could you do this when we learned the rights from you?

God fuck!

[PRE-Chorus][?]
When thots and animals storm the capital
We'll watch c-span for fun
And it's fuckin rough, but you're full of love
And I think you could consider running 'cause
I'll vote for you