Texty: Blink 182. Enema Of The State. Anthem.

Home show, mom won't know, run out the back door
He's passed out on the floor
Third time been caught twice, forgive our neighbor Bob
I think he humped the dog

But good things come to those who wait 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need explain the plan, no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run, wish my friends were 21

White lies, blood shot eyes
Breath of alcohol, stole it from the mall
How's Chris marked with lipstick?
Better call their fathers, sleeping with your daughters

But good things come to those who wait, 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need explain the plan no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run, wish my friends were 21

You don't belong, you left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall, too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom, dad slave drive song
I time bomb, I time bomb, I time bomb
I time bomb, I time bomb

Turn low the radio, I think I hear my dad
Yelling at the band

But good things come to those who wait, 'cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key, instant slavery
No need explain the plan no need to even bother
I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run, wish my friends were 21

You don't belong, you left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall, too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom dad slave drive song
I time bomb, I time bomb, I time bomb
I time bomb, I time bomb, I time bomb
I time bomb, I time bomb, I time bomb