I want more life, fucker
And you can infantilize the rest of the room
but I am going to step outside now
if I may

Sell it to the sold-to’s
Sing it to the parrots
They can squawk it back at you
I am going to slip outside now
anyway.

It’s not bull-leaps-into-stands
It’s not Cheyenne-Arapaho
It’s “Morning, Ralph.”
“Morning, Sam.”
See you tomorrow!

Shareholder curtsy shareholder bow
The neighbor’s wifi is called “magic negro” now
I am gonna burn his house down
if I may.

Deep in the heart of wildest Caucasia
You’re tearing it up!
I am going to slip outside and
see the day

It’s not Natalya Estemirova
No Tupamaros
It’s a well-lit nowhere
See you tomorrow!


Lyrics submitted by alice11438

Drapetomania! song meanings
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