The mirrors inside our pailiament
must surely be shattered
From partying too hard
and spinning mad as a fucking hatter
they go for tea with the queen
and pick her rotten apples
and pass them on as oranges
to the revelling rabble
I reserve the fucking right
to fuck up my fucking life
if that's what i want
and that's what i want
So what's the price of liberty
in a modern regime?
The tag down at the grocer says
whatever you need
Health care's on sale
along with a treadmill and a leash
When all you want is to be left alone
a smoke and another beer
I reserve the fucking right
to fuck up my fucking life
if that's what i want
and that's what i want
I reserve the fucking right
to fuck up my fucking life
if that's what i want
and that's what i waaaaaa-aant
I just wanna be a lot like Henri
