Joke's on Me

I want to leave the city because everyone is rude

But out there in the countryside they don't serve vegan food

So I'll load a bus with all my friends

To start a cult up in those woods

And then hope for good weather

I want to be an artist but I've got to pay my rent

Louis called me an anarchist, but I don't know what he meant

Are we making progress if we civilise to death?

Oh, what a world we live in

Is the joke on me

If I believe that no one's really free

Will I make a difference before I leave

Or could it be that the joke's on me?

I despise my iPhone but I need the dating apps

All of my best pictures they were taken by my ex

I could start an OnlyFans if I'm strapped for cash

Oh, what a world we live in

Yeah, what a world we live in

Is the joke on me

If I believe that no one's really free

Will I make a difference before I leave

Or could it be that the joke's on me

For trying to fight a system that's a part of me

Can I make a change before I leave

Or could it be that the joke's on me?

Is the joke on me?

I'm meant to move to London so my biography looks good

And sit with my oat latte where they gentrified the hood

Oh, what a world we live in