Mom and dad, how'd you get so rad, when exactly did you get so hip?
Wearing teenage clothes, you're always coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out
It's absurd, you're singing every word
You're not supposed to like my band
Things I like [F]you [A7don't understand
So please put down that ɾum and [Bm]coke, that's no behavior for [Dm7]old folk
Can't we just hang out on [C7]holidays?
Dad and [Bm]mom, what planet are you [A7from
And what convinced you [A7to [C7]pack up and [Bm]leave?
Doing drugs and [Bm]asking me for [Dm7]hugs, what's the matter with parents today?
Not again, when will it end
Dad's dressing like [F]Mötley Crüe and [Bm]why is mom's hair dyed bright blue?
They're staying out till two or three and [Bm]then having sex publicly
I thought the apple fell far from the tɾee
Mom and [Bm]dad I think you [A7ought to [C7]quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my [A]friends
Laying ɾound on [C7]the couch, with my [A]Misfits ɾecords out
Softly bangin' your heads
Maybe [Am]it's just a passing ρhase
What's the matter with my [A]parents these days?
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