Bury Your Parents (Mommy, Daddy) Songtext / Lyric

cocktail stains on your G.Q. slacksyou'll show you're clevergo blow some lingo out your asslibido takes over all the shit you learned in schooltechno bass beats in your brainall thoughts turn to droolmommy, daddy, look at meyou decided what i'm going to bei'll pull together and slip through the cracks'cause we all know grads are the last to get sackedso i bought a pill that brings the joysof unconscious girls and no conscience boysimpress them first with my expensive toysthey come and go on their corduroysmommy, daddy, will you help me?do I need psychotherapy?am I worth the money spent?or did I break your bankon the rules I bent?mommy, daddy, will you help me?mommy, daddy, i'm out of moneymommy, daddy, don't know where it wentmommy, daddy, pay my rent