God Save Henri Songtext

von The Floor Is Made of Lava

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