YUNGBLUD - King Charles

Stop being a twatty, blah
Happy, be fucking happy

And I'll admit I've never been broke but I have been broken
Shout in silence, while searching for a token
Of kindness
This one's for you King Charles, you mess with the people
Took the taxes to fund the evil
Sound familiar?
The mindless divide us
When we need guidance, you give us the silence
It's spineless and blindless
We will bite back, not sit here smiling
While they used 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 21

Honey, we want your money
Get out your wallet, give us your
Money
And you might as well throw in your soul

Sorry, mate
Eh, we're taking your car
Blah

I see you just royal pretenders, too sober to spend us
You talk about lease 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
A 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 might as well throw in your soul

Mister, we're taking your car now, sir
We're taking your car now, sir
We're taking your car now, sir
We're taking your car now, sir

Honey, we want your money
Get out your wallet and give us your
Money
And you might as well throw in your soul
Honey, we want your money
Get out your wallet and give us your
Money
And you might as well throw in your soul

Written by:
Dominic Harrison, Matthew Schwartz

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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