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You're an entitled piece of shitYou're just a pot smoking good for nothingKids today, yeah, they don't want to workI made mistakes, I'll admitI gave you participation trophiesMaybe I'm to blame, maybe I'm notAll the books I read proclaimedThat they had cracked the secretOf instructing me on how to raise a manAnd yet a quarter century elapsedAnd what do you have you to show for itYou play with the piano while I work

OooohYou are lovedOooohAre you too?

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Optimistic son of a bitchYou're just a molly rolling good for nothingKids today, yeah, they don't wanna workYou could've been an engineerInstead I told you do whatever makes you happyAnd you'll never truly workSeveral lines of credit laterUniversity gave you a paperThen they sent you back to meI guess retirement will have to waitI'll die on my feet beforeI ñive to see you get your ass to work

OooohYou are lovedOooohAre you too?

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