You raised them You should keep them And pay all their bills; What you raised spills Over into the common weal And fears become real As they are ignorant Greedy and mean Worst we’ve ever seen And no hope of salvation From your creation.
Are you afraid of your kid? Is that what you did; Let him or her do whatever And you never told them What is wisdom or whim? Let them do what they please As long as they don’t sneeze In church or belch loudly Then you can go on proudly Bragging about your good child Until they run totally wild And get themselves arrested. Then your lies are bested And your laziness outed. No wonder you pouted.
When things go wrong You want someone to come along And take care of things And pay the fines that brings Because they are sweet, down deep. Then you go back to sleep Because life should be easy for you And the things your kids do Are not your fault, so back out to buy More magazines about movie stars And slobber over newer cars And ***** about the schools Not teaching them the rules And how to pursue them Then you go out and sue them For teaching what you do And not what kids should do.