What’s the Matter With Parents Today?

Mom and dad, how'd you get so rad?
When exactly did you get so hip?
Wearing teenage clothes and coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out
It's absurd, you're singing every word
You're not supposed to like my band
What I like, you don't understand
Please return that rum and coke
That's no behavior for old folk
Can't we just hang out on holidays?
Dad and mom, what planet are you from?
And what convinced you to pack up and leave?
Doing drugs and asking me for hugs
What's the matter with parents today?
Not again
Red Sox, Giants win
Dad's dressing like Mötley Crüe
Why is mom's hair dyed bright blue?
They're staying out till two or three
Then having sex anally
The asshole fell far from the tree
Mom and dad I think you ought to quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my friends
Hanging out on the lawn, with My Chemical Romance on
Softly bangin' your heads
Maybe it's just a passing phase
What's the matter with my parents these days, yeah?
You said they were having sex anally
I know, I've been saying that for a couple weeks, now
All of a sudden, the side fills were nice and clear (really?), and I heard you say it
So you gotta sing a harmony on "anally" (anally)
Yeah, yeah (anally)
Okay, everybody, this song is about being backstage in a Bouncing Souls show, here it goes