Из альбома: Enema Of The State
Home show, mom won't know
Run out the back door, he's passed out on the floor
Third time, been caught twice
Forgive our neighbor Bob, I think he humped the dog
But good things come to those who wait, 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need to explain the plan, no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were 21
White lies, bloodshot eyes
Breath of alcohol, stole it from the mall
How's Chris marked with lipstick
Better call their fathers, sleeping with your daughters
But good things come to those who wait, 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need to explain the plan, no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were 21
You don't belong, you left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall, too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom, dad, slave, drive, song
I time bomb. I time bomb. I time bomb.
I time bomb. I time bomb.
Turn low the radio, I think I hear my dad yelling at the band
But good things come to those who wait, 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need to explain the plan, no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were 21
You don't belong, you left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall, too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom, dad, slave, drive, song
I time bomb. I time bomb. I time bomb.
I time bomb. I time bomb. I time bomb.
I time bomb. I time bomb. I time bomb.