mom and dad, how'd you get so rad. when exactly did you get so hip? wearing teenage clothes, you're always coming to my shows, and telling me that i should mellow out
it's absurd, you're singing every word you're not suppose to like my band, things i like you don't understand so please put down that rum and coke, thats no behavior for old folk can't we just hang on holidays
Dad and mom, what planet are you from and what convinced you to pack up and leave? doin drugs and askin me for hugs, whats the matter with parents today?
not again, when will it end? dad's dressing like motley crue and why is mom's hair died bright blue? they're staying out 'till 2 or 3 and then having sex publicly i thought the apple fell far from the tree
mom and dad i think you ought to quit smokin so much pot and hanging with my friends laying round, on the couch with my Misfits records out softly banging your heads
maybe it's just a passing phase what's the matter with my parents these days?? |
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