My Old Man’s a Fatso [demo]

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

Get home, first thing you know
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 pot, baby, for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house

Yeah

Locked inside the classroom
Staring at the dots up on the wall
My teachers all are retards
I need out, baby, that ain't all

I don't care about textbooks
Or the Jews that discovered Spain
I gotta gotta gotta leave this town
I'll take the bus, I'll catch a plane

'Cause my old man's a fatso
He's got a bathtub for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house

Yeah!

2-3-4!

Cruisin' on the highway
It feels so good to see open space
I don't feel like a prisoner
I don't feel like a basket case
I turn the radio up to ten
And you know I've found my place
Yep!

Get a job, put the dishes out
Put the trash back in its place
Now that 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
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house