i liked when patrick jumped in the pool by climbing on the stairs then falling

like a cool boy does, dad never liked that, dad isn’t a cool boy, he is a boring man

who wants to keep his sons in line, i liked teasing dad by drinking my beer

and by copying patrick in the pool, i never really liked my parents way

hated when dad looked at me to try and get patrick to stop cause he is wrecking the pool

i was thinking, neh, i ain’t an old fogie like my dad is

i told dad i was a hooligan because i was teasing his ****** discipline that he showed us

you see i hated when mum splashed me with the hose, just for copying patrick

i was missing patrick, and i wanted to jump in the pool, like a cool boy does

like i was teasing dad like a cool boy does to an old fogie like him

i can’t say i agreed with dad and mums discipline, cause i don’t

they were treating me like a hooligan, so i told dad, i was a hooligan

i don’t want to **** people off, but dad was a crazy old digger

you see all my life i wanted to be on dads side, i thought by fighting him

he would respect me even more, but i liked patrick better

like jumping in the pool about 12 times, making dad jitter, i liked that

i can’t say to you, i liked dads discipline, because that’ll be a lie

i just hope that through death, dad would be able to calm his spirit through betty campbell

no person wants to hear their dad saying, your like me and mummy mate

and that is why i really gave dad a mighty hard time

dad wanted to fight the young dudes with me, i never wanted to fight the young dudes

i liked the young dudes, you see dad told me to respect him, why can’t he fucken respect me

respect that i didn’t want him looking at me when young dudes played around

patrick was a good mate to me, better than lyle, and way better than dad

i am sorry i am harsh, but dad never really looked as if he cared

he just wanted to be this great big old fogie

you see i was never trying to be a old digger, i liked the idea of being a young dude

i liked teasing dad, i had fun teasing dad, and i hated how dad treated me like an adult, nobody wants to be

you see patrick was having fun jumping in and out of the pool

and brian nash doesn’t have a pool of his own, so i let him swim in mine, much to the dismay of dad, the great big old fogie

and i liked having that dude bring in the sound system to play his loud music in my lounge room

much to the dismay of dad and the crazy adults, thank christ they are all dead, i can do what i want

but i don’t believe in killing anyone though, it’s just that dad never understood i wanted to be a young dude, well it’s too late now

dad is now betty campbell, and i hope she suffers like i did under dad

i thought dad was seeing my way, when i invited him over, but dad was just being fatherly

which was alright, but i would’ve preferred if he was willing to change a little

because to me, he was an old stick in the mud

dad wasn’t a family person, but i was a family person, i don’t want to get fought

but dad really needed to understand his kids a lot more

i don’t want dads voice dead or alive in my head when i make a decision on how i live my life

saying, i will never make it big, i hated lyle doing it, and i hate dad doing it

my brother and patrick helped me get through my young days

dad tried, but dad kept living in the past of my outburst, he never learnt about the reason of the outbursts

because i liked the young dudes saying stay up all night

i was a nice kid, dad never understood that