Pink Convertible

Sorry to the flowers and the trees
And the fish poisoned in the seven seas
The private jet, the cool on the ‘Gram
40 pairs of Nikes you’re the man

Leave me alone with my luck and money
And I don’t want to know that it’s a time bomb, honey
Let me enjoy my lack of trouble
And nothing’s going to burst my money bubble

I just wanna forget
How fucked up is our planet

Laughing all the time, driving in the sunshine
Pink convertible, living in the free world
We’re so fucking blind, praying we’ll be fine
We keep laughing all the time, driving in the sunshine

Let them eat cake and keep our