f*ck This lyrics
by Tim Minchin
f*ck America
f*ck its Teflon self-esteem
Will someone wake me from the nightmare
Of their American f*cking dream
f*ck the NRA
And f*ck their stupid guns
You'll all be sitting on a couch with Fox & Friends
When the revolution comes
f*ck America
f*ck Donald Trump
f*ck his putrid, petty mind
f*ck every nationalistic, red-hat f*ck
Who voted for that slime ball
f*ck his greedy, lying, cheating
Smug-ass chums
I pray y'all are rotting in a f*cking jail cell
When your day of judgement comes
f*ck Donald Trump
And f*ck progressives
(f*ck progressives)
f*ck your righteous self belief
f*ck your ever shrinking notion of acceptability
f*ck your good and evil
f*ck your black and white
f*ck your virtue paroxysms
Which is driving 'em further right
f*ck progressives
But girl, will you take my hand
I can't see the ocean from where I stand
I'm tired, but I'd like to share my view
With you
f*ck the rich
(f*ck the rich)
f*ck your amorality
f*ck your exploitation-slash-contempt for our democracy
f*ck your attention seeking public donations
f*ck your psychopathic hedge funds
f*ck your charity marathons
f*ck the rich
And f*ck the masses
(f*ck the masses)
f*ck your loathing of expertise
Your disdain for education
Your obsession with celebrity
You should be stringing up Viscount Vladimir
By the thumbs
But no, you'll all be wanking over Kim Kardashian
When the revolution comes
f*ck the masses
But girl, will you take my hand
I can't see the ocean from where I stand
If you squint your eyes it looks a bit like hope
Or maybe that's a coke
Can glinting in the sun
It'll be drowning a baby dolphin
(Baby dolphin)
When the revolution comes
f*ck this, f*ck me
(f*ck you)
f*ck my privilege, and f*ck my wealth
f*ck my white-ass, middle class audience
f*ck my dwindling mental health
f*ck my carbon footprint
And f*ck my stupid song
I'll still be swearing but accomplished
When the day of judgement comes
f*ck me
f*ck me
f*ck me
f*ck this
Girl, will you take my hand
I can't see the ocean from where I stand
The planet burns but I will share my view
With you
And girl, will you share my beer
We can watch the sunset from over here
If we close our eyes it smells a bit like hope
Or maybe that's the smoke
I don't know if this is a joke
I can smell the ocean on the breeze
It makes me buckle at the knees
I can smell the ocean on the breeze
It makes me buckle at the knees
I can smell the ocean on the breeze
It makes me buckle at the knees
I can smell the ocean on the breeze
It makes me buckle at the knees