On Top (feat. Clare Keating)

I'm bored
Me too
Want to go get a servant beheaded
No, we did that last week
There's nothing to do here
I've got a date with Ramsey later
Ooo, how fun, what are you gonna wear
I don't know, I'll just steal something from the pleasure house
I love my privilege
I love your privilege, too

Don't fuck with who's on top
We're here to rule the world
You peasant scum
Get ready to be purged
My daddy said
That all the world's a bore
Until you learn
To sacrifice the poor

When you're bred in royalty, your life's a million bucks
They say, "love's the truest form of wealth," well that's a load of duck
Shit I guess I might've found the secret to a happy life
It's making sure you always have enough money to buy
Validation
From your congregation
No one questioning these moves from all across the nation
Word of anarchy will lead you to a deportation of your head
We're gonna cut off your head
Say you wanna, you wanna, you wanna go
Get into the real drama, I'll have you know
You ain't fuckin with an empathetic bitch
Who's got an itch to fix her moral compass every time she's alone
So if you wanna, you wanna, you wanna cry
Go and wave your, just wave your papa goodbye
You'll never see your family til the day that you die
When they're invited to cry at your public demise
And all I had to do
I have no clue
What did I do
To be your ruler
Oh wait, I'm pure
And pretty sure
My uncle's not my brother

Don't fuck with who's on top
We're here to rule the world
You peasant scum
Get ready to be purged, my uncle's not brother
My daddy said
That all the world's a bore
Until you learn
To sacrifice the poor

Slow down the beat and check with me
I used to be a princussy
Ate all my cakes, drink all my tea
And then the craziest things would happen to me
My daddy slew my mommy dear
And took to me for him to bear
As his beloved wife and queen
Bitch I did it I'm fuckin queen
I don't need a, need a reason why
You're entitled, titled to a life
Your pathetic-theoretical-aesthetic
Makes me wanna get a fuckin sword and shove it into my eye
I'm offended, fended that the poor
Can't see that I'm just granting a big favor
Death is ever better than your sad routines
Don't be big mad, you see
Life's only good when you're me
And all I had to do
I have no clue
What did I do
To be your ruler
Oh wait, I'm pure
And now I'm sure
My uncle is my brother

Don't fuck with who's on top
We're here to rule the world
You peasant scum
Get ready to be purged, my uncle is my brother
My daddy said
That all the world's a bore
Until you learn
To sacrifice the poor, my uncle is my brother