Your wish is my command.
When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one who posts tit all resembling the truth
When I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one who begs for cash from you
If I get drunk, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one who gets drunk 'cos of you
And if I haver, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one who's havering a chaos 'cos of you
But I would rinse 500 beans
And I would rinse 500 more
Just to be the one who rinses a thousand beans
And steps on glass that's on my floor
(what a wanker, what a wanker)
When I'm working, yes I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one who's working more than you
And when the money comes in for the crap food that I'll do
I'll claim I'm skint and ask on Patreon for more
When I come home, oh I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one whose bungalow just won't do
And if I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one with knickers out for you
But I would zap 5000 tweets
And I'd delete 10,000 more
Just to be the one who suffers most
Even though I'm really not that poor
(what a wanker, what a wanker)
When I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna buy a kitten just because I do
And when I'm dreaming, well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the cash I get from you
When I get down , yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the one laying on a sideboard just for you
And when I come down, yes I know I'm gonna be,
I'm gonna be the one who bruises their eyes
Shaves off their hair
Buys three wigs
Photoshops their arms
Gets more filler
Chews their lip
Photoshops their hip
Saves the poor
Asks Patreon for even more
Fights all wrongs
Sings a song
Screams and shouts
Filters their pouts
Kicks men in the shins
LOOK, EVERYBODY - Aren't I thin?
Shows off their pills
Has no kitchen skills - GASP -
I'm gonna be the one who's triangulating you
But I would claim 500 schools
And I would claim 500 more
Have asked me for advice on books
And how to feed the defenceless poor
But I would wear the Westwood dress
With my Emin on the toilet door
Because I'm the bleeping Bootstrap Cook
And don't ever forget that I. WAS. POOR.