Loved
You're an entitled piece of shit
You're just a pot smoking good for nothing
Kids today, yeah, they don't want to work
I made mistakes, I'll admit
I gave you participation trophies
Maybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm not
All the books I read proclaimed
That they had cracked the secret
Of instructing me on how to raise a man
And yet a quarter century elapsed
And what do you have you to show for it
You play with the piano while I work
Ooooh
You are loved
Ooooh
Are you too?
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Optimistic son of a bitch
You're just a molly rolling good for nothing
Kids today, yeah, they don't wanna work
You could've been an engineer
Instead I told you do whatever makes you happy
And you'll never truly work
Several lines of credit later
University gave you a paper
Then they sent you back to me
I guess retirement will have to wait
I'll die on my feet before
I ñive to see you get your ass to work
Ooooh
You are loved
Ooooh
Are you too?
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved
Loved