Brat

Mom and Dad don’t look so hot these days
They’re getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell

Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I’ll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And got my inheritance

Now I want more
‘Cause I’m getting bored
And I’m going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt

Now it’s all figured out
Nothing good can last
Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out

My parent’s income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I’m a snot nosed slob
Without a job

And I know I damn well should
Mom and Dad don’t look so hot these days
But my future’s looking good