Locked inside my bedroom Looking at the pictures up on the wall I need a little elbowroom I need space man that ain't all Get home first thing you know My folks jump on my case Get a job, take the dishes out Put the trash back in it's place Someday when I'm a man I'm gonna put them in their place
'Coz my old man's a fatso He's got a pot, baby for a mouth Baby, my old man's a fatso But you know he owns this house, yeah
Locked inside the classroom Staring at the dots up on the wall My teachers all are retards I need out baby that ain't all I don't care about textbooks Or the Jews that discovered Spain I gotta gotta gotta leave this town I'll take the bus, I'll catch a plane
'Coz my old man's a fatso He's got a bathtub for a mouth Baby, my old man's a fatso But ya know he owns this ...house
Yeah
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Cruisin' on the highway It feels so good to see open space I don't feel like a prisoner I don't feel like a basket case I turn the radio up to ten And you know I've found my place Yep, get a job, put the dishes out Put the trash back in it's place Now that I'm a man I'm gonna put them in their place
'Coz my old man's a fatso He's got a bathtub for a mouth Baby, my old man's a fatso But you know he owns this houseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
