VERSE 1
Take the blue pill and everything is chill
Take the red pill and you lose free will
Take the black pill and get your incel thrills
Take the green pill, say goodbye to your bills
CHORUS
You couldn’t pay me enough
To act limousine tough
To have it trust fund rough
You couldn’t pay me enough
VERSE 2
Why would I leave behind this life I’ve built?
Repeating your rhetoric would fill me with guilt
I won’t fire your guns, I won’t take your funds
I won’t drink the Kool-Aid, I’m not fucking afraid
I’d rather be poor than be a puppet on a string
I’d rather have a soul than some material things
I’d rather keep my word to flip the fucking bird
To anybody who wishes to watch me fucking burn
EXTENDED CHORUS 1
You couldn’t pay me enough
To act limousine tough
To have it trust fund rough
You couldn’t pay me enough
Everyone’s got a price
For acting cold as ice
Just for conservative love
You couldn’t pay me enough
VERSE 3
If everyone has a price, yours was pretty low
Lower than a hooker getting ready to blow
Lower than a dead body after death row
Lower than a meal for a hungry ass crow
You let the golden water put out your fire
You were so desperate to be the newest hire
Guns, religion, and xenophobic division
Babies born without the mother’s permission
EXTENDED CHORUS 2
You couldn’t pay me enough
To act limousine tough
To have it trust fund rough
You couldn’t pay me enough
Playing the role of bitch
Made you so goddamn rich
Whatever lullaby you love
You couldn’t pay me enough
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