Blah! I was born in a messed up century My favourite flavoured sweets are raspberry amphetamines I bought a car, Beretta, age 16 I brush my teeth with bleach 'cause I ain't got time for cavities My daddy put a gun to my head Said, 'If you kiss a boy, I'm gonna shoot you dead' So I tied him up with gaffa tape and I locked him in a shed Then I went out to the garden and I fucked my best friend 'Cause my high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know My high hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive 'Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I'm sick and tired of women bein' labeled as the villain When in reality all we want is equality 'Cause it’s a dress not a yes, I won’t say it again Your sexist ideology, that respect is earned by modesty, yeah Women are powerful, beautiful, wonderful We'll scream it at the top of our lungs Our body, our choice All together, use your voice Cause my high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know My high hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive ’Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I Tick, tock, stop the clock Because I get the feeling that I'm gonna get shot Tick, tock, stop the clock Because I get the feeling that I'm gonna get shot My high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know High hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive 'Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I