we're cuttin' you out
a' the loop
that's the scoop
not much you can do
'cept scream & shout
hell. that's what it's all about

got the papers
sayin' You ain't competent
no compliment
i agree
but see
You can't make you're own decisions
hell, you can't make A decision
no deression
implied
hell. Dad, i cried
no deression
involved here
damn, Dad, you're too dear

just too insane
to maintain
this insanity
ain't our vanity
it's Your's
so we're closin' them doors
slammin' shut
won't put up
with this no more
slammin' the door
You ain't no more

who you were
now You ain't
don't faint
you be you
we be wee
can't ya' see
we just care
naw, it ain't fair
nope it ain't

and, nope, i ain't no saint
but i love you
'nuff ta' do
what has ta' be done
'cause i'm Your son

believe me dad
ain't no fun