What's the matter with parents today?

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What's the matter with parents today?

Mom and dad, how'd you get so rad?
When exactly did you get so hip?
Wearing teenage clothes you're always coming to my shows
and telling me that I should mellow out.

It's absurd, they're singing every word,
you're not supposed to like my band,
things I like you don't understand.

So please put down that rum and Coke.
That's not behaviour for old folk.
Can we just hang on holidays?

Dad and mom, what planet are you from?
And what convinced you to pack up and leave.
Doing drugs and asking me for hugs.
What's the matter with parents today?

Not again, when will it end?
Dad's dressing like Mötley Crüe
and why is mom's hair dyed bright blue?

And stayin' out till 2 or 3,
then having sex publicly,
I thought the apple fell far from the tree.

Mom and dad, I think you ought
to quit smoking so much pot
and hanging with my friends.

Laying round, on the couch
with my Misfits records out,
softly banging your head.

Maybe it's just a passing phase.
What's the matter with my parents these days?