Future Of The Left - Dry Hate lyrics

I stand before you rich Man and doughnut Yes, these times are hard Do you fear the coffee sniffing motherf**ers? Take my mistakes Marry them to yours Yes, these times are tight Will you share your helicopter landing pad with Sweden? In times of stress Please remember this No one loves a prick No one loves a coffee sniffing motherf**er Think of us as ready made Jesus loves a renegade I stand before you rich Man and doughnut Yes, these times are hard Do you fear the coffee sniffing motherf**ers? Take my mistakes Marry them to yours Yes, these times are tight Will you share your helicopter landing pad with Sweden? (Yes of course they still speak English) Think of us as ready made Jesus loves a renegade Height times intake And the truth is they're racist Dry hate, there's no escape You won't die alone in the desert state It's a shame that you came and the lights were out You could always be foreign elsewhere