I hate the way you won't let me go out on Friday nights
I hate the way you try and say I need to live my life
I think that I am doing just as well off on my own
Why don't you go away dad and leave me all alone

I remember those times you told me to stay away from dope

Dad, take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now

I hate the way you make me stay in and do all my chores
It's such a hassle it seems that I'm always doing yours
I hate the car lectures you give me on the ride home
While blasting Aerosmith on your fucking radio

I remember those times you told me to stay away from girls

Dad, take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now

Son now
Son now

I remember those times you told me to stay away from booze

Dad, take a look at your son now
Take a look at your son now