Lyrics
You thought you could bend the knee
But not be a slave
You thought you could build a monster
And make it behave
You thought you'd sell out your country
For a House seat and internet clout
You thought you could fuck around
But avoid ever having to find out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around
You thought you could toast billionaires
But retain your working-class cred
You thought as you marched to plutocrats' drums
They would still do anything you said
You let the leopards enter the city
And didn't warn your voters with a shout
You promised no matter how you fucked around
No one else would ever have to find out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
Oh, you fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around
You roused a nation from sleep to anger
By turning your jobs over to bloated fools
You spent decades speaking of rule of law
But now say only others must play by the rules
You thought juvenile memes could win you the day
And never worried you were bedding with louts
But after a decade of your fucking around
The time has come for all of you to find out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
Oh, you fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
Oh, you fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around
Now find out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around, now you're finding out
Oh, you fucked around, now you're finding out
You fucked around
Now find out
Now find out
WRITERS
Seth Abramson
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Anger
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Sexual
