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tim minchin – fuck this lyrics

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f-ck america
f-ck its tap on self-esteem
will someone wake me from the nightmare
of their american f-ckin dream

f-ck the nra
and f-ck their stupid guns
you’ll all be sitting on a couch in foxton friends
when the revolution comes

f-ck america

f-ck donald trump
f-ck his putrid, petty mind
f-ck every nationalistic, red-hot f-ck
who voted for that slime ball

f-ck his greedy, lying, cheating
smug–ss 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 paracosms
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 m-sses
(f-ck the m-sses)
f-ck your loading of expertise
your destain for education
your obsession with celebrity

you should be stringing up my count vladimir
by the thumbs
but no, you’ll all be w-nking over kim kardashian
when the revolution comes

f-ck the m-sses

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 c0ke
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–ss, middle cl-ss 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

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