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 get my inheritance Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored And I'm going nowhere fast I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out Well, nothing good can last Crow's feet and rot are setting in And time is running out My parents' 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 Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored And I'm going nowhere fast I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out That nothing good can last Well, now I want more, 'cause I'm getting bored And I'm going nowhere fast I was once filled with doubt, but it's all figured out That nothing good can last