Hey!

(álbum: Boingo - 1994)

Hey, I've got a commentary without much to say
You know those damn kids drive me crazy every day
But all I've ever think is something to complain....
And all I wish that they would all just go away
'Cause all I really want is to be just like them
Just wanna be just like them...
Just wanna be just like them...
Just wanna be just like them

Hey, I've got a commentary without much to say
If you forgive me, I'll be getting on my way
And I forgot the whole damn point of this whole song
And I'm complaining now, complaining for so long...
For so long...
For so long

I really want all those things that I can't have
All I really want to is to have you so bad

Hey, those stupid kids have really gotten out of hand
And now I think it's time we all take up a stand
And then together, we can raise our voices high...
Our voices high...
Our voices high

Hey, though at this moment, I can't think of what we'd say
I guess we really want to be just like them...
Just want to be just like them...
Just want to be just like them...
Just want to be just like them

Hey, I've thought a thousand times about this day
I've been expecting it in each and every way
The possibilities preoccupy my mind
And I'm so fortunate to be so very kind...
So very kind...
So very kind

What I really want is all those things that I can't have
What I really want is to have you so bad

What I really want is all those things that I can't have
What I really want is to have you so bad
I'm so jealous, I can barely see straight from my head
And it burns on the inside till I wish I was dead

Please, Mama, don't be angry with me
Please, Papa, don't be angry with me

And I'm so sick and tired of all those stupid things you say
And this fucking monkey sitting on my back won't go away!
And I'm still standing here with my dick in my hand
Waiting for an invitation to the Promised Land!

Please, Mother,
Don't be angry with me
Please, Father,
Don't be angry with me

Hey, I've got a commentary without much to say
And all those damn kids drive me crazy every day
But all I ever think is something to complain...
To complain...
To complain

Hey, I really wish that they would all just go away
'Cause all I really want is to be just like them...
Just wanna be just like them....

And I'm so sick and tired of all those stupid things you say
And this fucking monkey sitting on my back won't go away!
And I'm still standing here with my dick in my hand
Waiting for an invitation to the Promised Land!

Please, Mother,
Don't be angry with me.