F**k the Bourgeoisie

Oh, oh, oh, I am always screaming in your room
We know it echoes in the house
But we do not give a shit
Because your parents are pretty chill about it
And we are seventeen, and everything's a dream
And when it's just you and me, I feel like everything is perfect
But when I'm eating dinner with your parents
and they are going on and on
About the Dom Pérignon
Well, I don't know if I can do this because...

Fuck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
Fuck the Bourgеoisie
I mean
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did...

The worst I'vе ever felt about myself
Was when I was on your private jet and everything was white
And my Bernie Sanders T-shirt didn't cancel out
That I was sitting there in the air
As people died everywhere else
And I did not look down
And that's when I thought to myself
I don't know if I can do this because...

Fuck the bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
Fuck the bourgeoisie
I mean
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did...

And we get down to Lana Del Rey
And she's singing 'bout money while you are going down on me
And I know everybody tells me I'm so lucky
But this whole thing feels like highway robbery
You give me the scraps from your silver plate
We're the Elizabeth and Darcy of the modern age
But I can't do this because...

Fuck the bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
Fuck the bourgeoisie
I mean
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did...

Fuck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
Fuck the Bourgeoisie
I mean
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did, I did, I did, I did
I did!



Credits
Writer(s): Kelsey Macarthur Ferrell
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