f*ck the Bourgeoisie lyrics

Oh oh oh, I am always screaming in your room
We know it echos in the house
But we do not give a sh*t
Because your parents are pretty chill about it
And we are seventeen and everything's a dream
And when it's just you and me I feel like everything is perfect
But when I'm eating dinner with your parents and they are going on and on
About the Dom Perignon
Well, I don't know if I can do this because...

f*ck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
f*ck the Bourgеoisie
I mean, I did, I did, I did, I did....

The worst I'vе ever felt about myself
Was when I was on your private jet and everything was white
And my Bernie Sanders T-shirt didn't cancel out
That I was sitting there in the air
As people died everywhere else
And I did not look down
And that's when I thought to myself:
I don't know if I can do this because...

f*ck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
f*ck the Bourgeoisie
I mean, I did, I did, I did, I did....

And we get down to Lana Del Rey
And she's singing 'bout money while you are going down on me
And I know everybody always tells me I'm so lucky
But this whole thing feels like highway robbery
You give me the scraps from your silver plate
We're the Elizabeth and Darcy of the modern age
But I can't do this because....

f*ck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
f*ck the Bourgeoisie
I mean, I did, I did, I did, I did....

f*ck the Bourgeoisie
Marx is my new daddy
f*ck the Bourgeoisie
I mean, I did, I did, I did, I did....