Mcqueen Not For Sale
Riding high on indifference,
Make a scene 'coz I can, 'coz I want to.
f..ck it up outta spite, outta pity,
I'm not about to lay down dead.
It's not a chip on my shoulder,
It's not an issue to discuss, it's too disgusting.
So f..cking what? I'm a girl,
Looking up, looking up in a man's world.
Don't remind me I'm a girl,
Stop talking to my chest.
You say I'm selling sex,
Don't patronise me!
Don't remind me I'm a girl,
Stop talking to my chest.
You say I'm selling sex,
Not for sale! Not for sale! Not for sale!
I'm getting tired of your arrogance,
I chuck it up, f..ck it up, 'coz it's old news.
Make your assumptions, make your own bed
And f..cking die, f..cking die, f..cking die in it!
Listen to me, listen to me, don't patronise me.
Listen to me, listen to me, don't patronise me.
Listen to me, listen to me, don't patronise me.
Not for sale! Not for sale! NOT FOR SALE!
