Sin-Eaters Lyrics

Wall street jumps in the hudson
With gold in their bathing suits
Then we send in the miracle ferries
That's all we do
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****

We have beautiful views of the weather
Coming for us
We'll dive in with the sin-eaters
While they suck it all up
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****
Wanna give a withering speech to the f*****

Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault
Save my young white neck, it ain't my fault