A collet call from your son He's got some problems with me, and you I showed him what life is He seemed disappointed Expecting more I guess
He hides under cover Doesn't play much with others I think he's spoiled or dumb
He's seen the real world And now he's real bored Lets set him up, then go It gets so easy Being slow and pissy to everyone that cares
Bottled water and credit cards Smooth skin women and shiny cars Prescription drugs that we all love Sweet things that dreams are made of ... yeah right
What's the point? It's all been done We all sound just like someone Whose done it before Whose done it right I wonder why we even try
Don't get me wrong I don't think it's wrong The only thing wrong is this song