King Charles

Stop being a twatty

Happy, be fucking happy

And I'll admit, I've never been broke, but I have been broken

Shout out in silence, was searching for a token of kindness

This one's for you, King Charles, you messed with the people

Took the taxes to fund the evil, sound familiar?

The mindless divide us, and when we need guidance, you give us the silence

You're spineless and blind-less, we will bite back, not sit here smiling

While they choose to attack the student loans and the first time homes, it's time to know

That at the moment, they're neglecting the young

And it's really scary being under twenty one

Honey, we want your money

Get out your wallet, give us your

Money and you may as well

Throw in your soul

Sorry, mate

Eh, we're taking your car

I see you're just royal pretenders who always suspend us

You talk about peace, but then no one surrenders

From a cynical man with no fucking plan

When it all goes wrong, there'll be no confession

Only a digression, a concession, and society's aggression

We'll create a phenomenal compression

On the heads of the youth, what do we do?

Say, what do we do, man, what do we do?

What do we do, man, what do we do?

Honey, we want your money

Get out your wallet and give us your

Money and you may as well

Give us your soul

Mister, we're taking your car now, sir

We're just taking your car now, sir

We're just taking your car now, sir

We're just taking your car now, sir

Honey, we want your money

Get your wallets and give us your

Money and you might as well

Throw in your soul

Honey, we want your money

Get your wallets and give us your

Money and you might as well

Throw in your soul