He He He…

I wake up about half past two,

because last night was a heavy one.
I go downstairs and have a cup or two,
then I take a lil nap.
When I wake up I turn on my playstaion,
my location…
is on this sofa,
for the rest of the day until I go back to bed again.

Then my dad walks in, he’s been working 9-5,
he says “son you’re really pissing me off, your whole life’s a skive”,
I said “Dad i’m only young, i’ve got my whole life ahead of me.”
He said “Son. That’s my point.”

“That boy sits at home and does nothing with his time. He thinks it’s living. The boy thinks it’s life!”

So my dad says I gotta go and find myself a job,
find my self a breeding girl,
I try my hardest but my youngest boys a slob,
I wish he would just sort it out,
every body says you “gotta discipline that boy! Make him a working lad”,
or he’ll mourn his youth. Just like you.

(Dad rant)

Then he’ll mourn his youth…



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