Yer parents, eh? They just embarrass you,
and blame you for the dumb mistakes they made:
they had some kids then din't know what to do.
They treat you all the time like you're still two;
they give you shit and mostly look dismayed;
Yer parents, eh? They just embarrass you.
But maybe give some credit where it's due –
this statement's fairly true, and well portrayed:
they had some kids then din't know what to do.
Except to treasure every kiss you blew,
and pray the day you leave them's long delayed.
Yer parents, eh? They might embarrass you –
there ain't no guidebook, manual, overview,
no permit issued when they've made the grade,
no guild that regulates the parent trade:
they had some kids then din't know what to do.
Except to watch and love - then, as you grew,
bid Welcome! to
the Dumb Mistakes brigade.
Yer parents, eh? Yeah, they embarrass you.
Forgive them, kids – they know not what they do.
AWB
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