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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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