My Old Man’s A Fatso

Lyrics

Locked inside my bedroom Looking at the pictures up on the wall I need a little elbow room I need space, man, that ain't all First thing when I get home My folks jump on my case "Get a job, take the dishes out Put the trash back in its place" Someday when I'm a man I'm gonna put them in their place 'Cause my old man's a fatso He's got a bathtub for a mouth My old man's a fatso But you know he owns this house Cruising down the highway Feels so good to see empty space I don't feel like a prisoner I don't feel like a basket case Turn the radio up to ten And you know I've found my place Yeah "Get a job, put thе dishes out Put the trash back in its place" Now that I'm a man I'm gonna piss right in thеir face 'Cause my old man's a fatso He's got a bathtub for a mouth My old man's a fatso But you know he owns this house