Perineum Millennial

I’m middle class, I’m middle class, I’m middle class, I’m middle class
In a pub called ‘The Rut’ betwixt a pussy and an arse,
Ordering another to fill this shot glass,
Where does Tom Butler end and where do I start?
I sometimes snigger at the sound of my farts,
And cry at beautiful pieces of art
In love with a princess – she broke my heart
Nah, scrap that, the bitch is really a tart
The lamps on my street almost light up the dark
I’m middle class, I’m middle class, I’m middle class, I’m middle class