Poor little goldfish, stuck in a bowl
While others wander freely all around the world
Hear a tap tapping on the glass, see the big smiling face
Of another miscomprehending member of the human race
Head down little fellow, swim on
Never getting further than where you first begun
As the water grows more murky
And fungus patches spoil the orange of your skin
Dream of all the places you will never see
Swim after prizes you know you’ll never win
Until your race is done
Your tiny tattered body scooped up and flushed away
Perhaps to join the great sea at last
And finally feel the brightness of a sunny day.

The worst parts of parents come from their children
Your mother is demanding, suspicious, hyper critical?
She gets that from you!
Your dad’s a useless lump, lazy and dependent?
You taught him these reprehensible traits.
They used to have personalities
And then when you came into the world
All their moral values went out the window
Nothing mattered except my baby, my baby’s needs
You needed some piece of tat, promoted directly to your pram?
You wanted your crap taken seriously? Well done!
Mum and Dad used to care about the world
Now they just care about you
The rest of us can disappear and die
As long as their spoilt brat’s latest whim is satisfied
So when you hate Mum and despise Dad
Remember, they were okay before you came along;
When you indulge yourself by hating them
Don’t forget that you created them
Because ever since the day that you got born
They’ve adapted themselves to what they think you need
Decent people seizing the chance to claim
That all their **** is for the sake of the kids.