When I was a child they let me run wild but soon chores and schoolwork and clothing were piled and lest I forget parental laws set my freedom the ruler and routine defiled.
Take all my blues and send me away "Your time is coming", she said, " one fine day" Inside I'd be singing that simple refrain: "and I'll never be back here, EVER AGAIN!"
If somebody told me I'd wind up back home I'd reckon them crazy and slam down the phone. Got a couple of years now to pay of this loan and a couple beers down I'd sit and I'd moan in spite of my troubles in spite of my own in spite of the fact that I'm thin as a bone In time I will harvest the seeds that I've sown I am not goin' back there So LEAVE ME ALONE!
But one day back here I did surely arrive my kit and caboodle five-oh Barton Drive reluctantly settled back into the hive for no other way I could see to survive...
Well to be sure this is just how it goes tonight I caught Dad folding up all my clothes He makes sure I have eaten and socks on my toes And of course all my business everyone knows! I've ransacked the bedroom and clogged up the pipes Let down my hair aired all my gripes Reliving my teens never one of those types and finally come clean that I LOVE Wesley Snipes.
Thanks Mom and Dad for all your direction you hold up the fort and offer correction I've not always taken your timely advice Resented the hair cut in the midst of the lice.
You know me quite well I'm one bitter pill but I love you now and so I always will and when the door opens and I take my leave on me arm I'll be wearing a damp snotty sleeve.
I thank you both for taking my crap for all of your years, never seen such a sap once sense and stability I can regain I'll never be back here EVER AGAIN!