The Floor Is Made of Lava God Save Henri song lyrics
The Floor Is Made of Lava God Save Henri song lyrics
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