[Hook]

Well, he drinks because he hates his job
And he works for money to drink
It's amazing life can move so fast
When you don't stop to think
With dreams that feel dispassionate
And friends that feel inadequate
When your family become separate
And the patriarchy statuette

Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh

London is a zoo as he is losing his keys
On a side of the city you don't see
His future feels obsidian and bleeds in the heat
Shouting about The Kinks
Trying not to the think

When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, yay

[Hook]

Well she feels 14 but she's 21
Spent her whole life waiting on the rising sun
With her hair tucked up inside a hat
Still, she can't go out now dressed like that
When your family works for the government
But you're not so buzzy about arguments
When you've got no chill to your attitude
But you're still so shocked she's burning you

Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na Na na na na
Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh

She's smoking hoping no one sees her being so free
There's a side to your sister you don't see
Sneaking out the window with a knife in her teeth
Doing all the things you said don't do

She's got to move!

[Hook]

She's got to move!

[Hook]

When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, you say drink
You say drink, you say drink, you say drink
When I say payday, yay

[Hook]

She's a futurist
She's a futurist
She feels an army in her fist
God damn it, she's a futurist

She's a futurist
She's a futurist
Standing on the precipice
Sorry, Daddy
She's a futurist