Millennial Rally Cry Lyrics – Dead Letterman
Singer: Dead Letterman
Title: Millennial Rally Cry
Hey, investment banker
Can you spare me a couple grand as a tip?
Hey, entertainer
Can we form a parasocial relationship?
Cause I’m just a stupid kid alone
That likes to sing shitty songs
I dream of having fame and fortune
But I know it won’t come before the day I’m gone
Hey, senator
Can you change the legislation and get me off?
Hey, minister
Can you spread the word to make me believe in God?
Cause I’m just a nihilistic little sh#t
With no moral compass
I dream of being intellectual
But all of my friends just think I’m pompous
I’m just another ignorant burnout
With no motivation
Living on impulse, giving in
To the least bit of temptation
Stumbling over all my words
And making critical mistakes
I really just wanna get my head on straight
So maybe one day, I could reverse my fate
I could reverse my fate
Can you shut your f#cking mouth and end this song?
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