Nhạc sĩ: Brian Wilson
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I'm bugged at my old man, cause he's making me stay in my room
Darn my dad, I came in a little late
And my old man, he just blew his mind
Blew it bad
Why did he sell my surfboard?
He cut off my hair last night in my sleep
I wish I could see outside
But he tacked up boards on my window
Gosh, it's dark
I can't hit the surf
Can't drag, can't do a doggone thing
Wish I could see outside
I tried to call up my chick
But he jerked my phone right out of the wall
They gave me some breadcrumbs
And a little glass of water
And they're out there eating steak
I ripped up my wardrobe
And I'm back in my room
Growin' a beard
Oh, and with a laughy
Come on!
I listened to my radio
But he took it, he's usin' it
In his own room
Now it's gone
I wish I could do some homework
But I got suspended from school
Through my car, through my car
I'm bored, did my old man
And he doesn't even know where it's at