What I Got From You

Lyrics

My curly brown hair My sense of despair My taste for the lesser works of Cher I don't fucking care My overachieving heir When your own mother thinks you're mad It's time to go out and find your real dad The avian flu I swear that it's true It's what I got from you My high GPA My premature gray All of the stupid things I say The fact that I'm gay I think I'll just run away All the parts no one understands The angry eczema on my hands Its perfectly clear That everything here Is what I got from you This sensation has hasten The stimulation of my blessed overactive Imagination Of you My ego and pride My soul that has died My fantasy scheme of patricide (Your moms side) The loss of my bride The loss of my dignity So this is the gratitude I get? Daddy you ain't seen nothin' yet What a sunny world view After all that I do Is what I got from you