Breadwinner
Breadwinner with the pixelated face
Like pepper but I always carry mace
9-11, 9-11, 9-11 when?
I repeat it, I repeat it, I repeat again
Read me my marimba, my marimba, -rimba rights
I can tango but I can't put up a Zulu fight
So much apocalypse you finding it a bore
They prayed for murder but you prayed a little more
One flat earth, they were right, they were right
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it must happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power, power, power, power, power
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now I see you're not
Pearl-clutcher with the heart-attack neck
Titanic but you end up as a wreck
Bell-ringer in the red and white and white and blue
Palpitations of the belly on the barbecue
Vigilante, vigilante see the smoking gun
Clear your browser, fix your face and get a number one
Walk into the wall like you're an NPC
You ate the crayon 'cause you thought that it was free
One flat earth, they were right, they were right
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it musta happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power, power, power, power, power
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now you see the Devil
Now you're gonna live with the Devil
Now you see the Devil
How you gonna live with the Devil?
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought, you thought it was, you-
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now I see you're not
Like pepper but I always carry mace
9-11, 9-11, 9-11 when?
I repeat it, I repeat it, I repeat again
Read me my marimba, my marimba, -rimba rights
I can tango but I can't put up a Zulu fight
So much apocalypse you finding it a bore
They prayed for murder but you prayed a little more
One flat earth, they were right, they were right
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it must happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power, power, power, power, power
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now I see you're not
Pearl-clutcher with the heart-attack neck
Titanic but you end up as a wreck
Bell-ringer in the red and white and white and blue
Palpitations of the belly on the barbecue
Vigilante, vigilante see the smoking gun
Clear your browser, fix your face and get a number one
Walk into the wall like you're an NPC
You ate the crayon 'cause you thought that it was free
One flat earth, they were right, they were right
Hold my feet to the fire, to the fire
Hard liquor is my medicine, it musta happened when I hit my head
Hard liquor for my birthday cake
Power, power, power, power, power
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now you see the Devil
Now you're gonna live with the Devil
Now you see the Devil
How you gonna live with the Devil?
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought it was your world
And you thought it was, you thought, you thought it was, you-
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
You've got to be kidding me
Now I see you're not
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Higgs, Alex Robertshaw
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