In his eyes,

I'm full grown

29 and still at home

Raid the fridge

Feed my face

I'm a son thats a disgrace

Living free

Don´t pay rent

Brought the car back with a dent

I'm asleep

Counting sheep

Thought I heard him scream again

Asshole son, you're a bum

You trashed the car again

Asshole son, what a bum, what a bum

Asshole son, mow the lawn

And put your clothes away

Asshole son, what a bum, what a bum

(Asshole son, Asshole son)

What a bum

(Asshole son, Asshole son)

What a bum

(Asshole son, Asshole son)