[Intro: 2-D]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Momentary bliss

[Chorus: Isaac Holman]

We could do so much better than this

Mausoleum faces and momentary bliss

We could do so much better than this

Oh, Rita, oh, Rita

[Segue: 2-D]

Lovely Rita, meter maid

Lovely Rita, meter maid

[Verse 1: slowthai & 2-D]

Your potential, you lack credentials

And you are special, so fucking special (Rita)

Oh, how you need it, oh, how you're needed

And you keep squeezing the tube from the middle (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

You part the seas, but your arches, they ain't golden (Ah)

And you was gagging for some gags so now you're rolling (Woo)

Best you shut your trap and keep it hush (Hush)

On another note, compliments make me blush

There's a hole in your pocket, so you cannot find the change

Cavern of your mind, you say you're patterned

You pull your strings and you jump, hold your mouth and you say (Ah, ah, ah)

"What was scripted, the day before it happened?"

We all give applause when people open doors

But on the way out it did your back in

See, everything in life ain't silver and gold

But mining for metal gave you platinum

[Refrain: slowthai]

It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin

It's wearing thin to think light bulb don't blink

It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers

You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners

Makes me sick

[Bridge: 2-D]

Poster boy (Ayy)

Poster girl (Rita)

In truth, the bills (The bills)

Must be paid (Yeah, yeah, alright)

Poster boy (Yeah, alright)

Poster girl (Ah, that's time)

[Verse 2: 2-D]

In truth, the bills, they must be paid (Uh-huh)

And what is left is sodden cake, typical

Oh, you need to change your face

You're getting sold, it's such a waste

Y'know, we could do so much better than this

Swimming in pools of momentary bliss

Where you gotta bite the bounty 'cause everybody taking it

Meanwhile, you keep on adding

How big you gonna grow?

[Refrain: slowthai]

It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin

It's wearing thin, to think light bulb don't blink

It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers

You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners

It makes me sick to think you ain't happy in your skin

It's wearing thin, to think light bulbs don't blink

It just flickers, so dim, then it pops and withers

You're a Turkey Twizzler, you deserve school dinners

Makes me sick

[Chorus: Isaac Holman]

We could do so much better than this

Mausoleum faces and momentary bliss

We could do so much better than this

Oh, Rita, oh, Rita

We could do so much better than this

Perfect little pictures of moments that we missed

We could do so much better than this

Oh, Rita, oh, Rita