Fuck Around & Find Out ft. Marcus Fraser Lyrics

Nice canapés and hey nice to meet you

Wow your son must be a good investor

I will puke on your kaftan

And I will piss on your air-fryer

Yeah you best save up, get on the market

Monkey see monkey do

Wow I guess you've got things all figured out

And you ask me what I do?

I'm fucking around

Just fucking around

Just fucking around

And I'm finding out

I'm just finding out

Just finding out

I'm fucking around

Just fucking around

Just fucking around

And I'm finding out

I'm just finding out

Dancing to a shit beat in a shit club full of shit eaters

Parasitic, status judging, homophobic, mouth breathers

Maybe I don't want your job

And maybe I don't want your mortgage

I got a fear of happy socked, grey suited, crew cut

Belfort wannabe, douchebag bankers

I'm fucking around

Just fucking around

Just fucking around

And I'm finding out

I'm just finding out

Just finding out

All the gold in the world could not

Get me to fit in with all you posers

Gifted

Dead ends

Failures and fuckups

I'm fucking around

Just fucking around

Just fucking around

And I'm finding out

I'm just finding out

Just finding out

I'm fucking around

Just fucking around

Just fucking around

And I'm finding out

I'm just finding out

Just finding out

I'm fucking around and I'm finding out

Just finding out

I'm fucking around and I'm finding out