bitch & moan by K Hoffman

All you do is bitch and moan
When I’m a nice, decent kid
And I didn’t do nuthin’.
That I shouldn’ta have did

So I don’t clean my room
And I live in a mess
But you don’t have to be
So much like Rudolf Hess.

You think my music’s too loud
And not that religious shit
But is that any reason
To throw a god awful fit?

You yell all day that I
Don’t save any money.
At least I’m not in the
Street doing drugs, honey.

And what is this that you have
Against my hair color?
So it’s a little purple
That’s no reason to holler.

When my clothes aren’t wrinkled
And even when they’re clean
You are still complaining
And you’re still terribly mean.