Heads of state who ride and wrangle

Who look at your face from more than one angle

Can cut you from their bloated budgets

Like sharpening knives through chicken mcnuggets

Heads of state who ride and wrangle

Who look at your face from more than one angle

Can cut you from their bloated budgets

Like sharpening knives through chicken mcnuggets

Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up

Right, right

Learn to buck up

Shut the fuck up

Now now

Learn to buck up

Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers

Will eat your children and steal your thunder

While heavy torsos that heave and hurl

Will crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels

Now nimble fingers that dance on numbers

Will eat your children and steal your thunder

While heavyy torsos that heave and hurl

Will crunch like nuts in the mouths of squirrels

Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up

Right, right

Learn to buck up

Shut the fuck up

Yah Yah Yah

Learn to buck up

Now simple feet that flicker like fire

And burn like candles in smoky spires

Do more to turn my joy to sadness

Than somber thoughts of burning planets

Now clever feet that flicker like fire

And burn like candles in smoky spires

Do more to turn my joy to sadness

Than somber thoughts of burning planets

Shut the fuck up

All right

Ok

I don't wanna,

I don't wanna hear it

That's right

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna