Hey, I've got a commentary much to say You know those damn kids drive me every day But all I ever is something to complain To complain, to
Hey, and all I wish that they would all just go 'Cause all I really wanna be just them Just be just like them Just wanna be just like Just wanna be like them
Hey, I've got a commentary much to say If you forgive me, I'll be on my way And I forgot the whole point of this whole song And I'm complaining now, complaining for so For so long, for so
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
I really want all those things I can't have All I want is to have you so bad
Hey, those stupid kids really gotten out of hand And now I think it's we all take up a stand And then we will raise our voices high Our voices high, our voices
Hey, though at this I can't think of what we'd say I we really wanna be just like them Just to be just like them want to be just like them Just want to be just them
Hey, I've really thought a thousand times about day I've been expecting it in and every way The possibilities preoccupy my And I'm so fortunate to be so very So very kind, so kind
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
What I really want is all things that I can't have What I really want is to you so bad, uh
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
And what I really want is all those that I can't have What I really is to have you so bad I'm so I can barely see straight from my head And it from the inside 'til I wish I was dead
Please, Mama, don't be with me Please, Papa, be angry with me
And I'm so and tired of all those stupid things you say And this fucking sitting on my back, won't go away And I'm standing with my dick in my hand Waiting for an invitation to the promised
Please, Mother, don't be angry me Please, Father, don't be with me
Hey, I've got a commentary much to say And all those damn kids drive me every day And all I ever is something to complain To complain, to
Hey, I really wish that they would all just go 'Cause all I really be just like them Just wanna be like them Just wanna be just like Just be just like them Just wanna be just them
Just wanna be like them Just wanna be like them Just wanna be like them
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey Hey, hey, hey, yeah, hey
And I'm so sick and of all those stupid things you say And this fucking monkey on my back, just won't go away And I'm standing here my dick in my hand for an invitation to the promised land
Please, Mother, be angry with me