Old Man - Guttermouth

Son, it’s your dad and I’m an old man

Get your ass over here and empty my bedpan

Cause you dumped this bag of bones in a nursing home

Now I’m gonna make your life miserable

Son, it’s your dad and I knew about your scam

When you tried to empty out my retirement plan

Little did you know that the feds where on the phone?

And you’ll never ever guess where I hid the dough

Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot

It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed

Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with

And in my will it will just say «Go to hell»

Son, it’s your dad and I’m rotting in this bed

When you were a kid I dropped you on your head

I know you think you’re smart cause I’m an old fart

But you’ve been an idiot right from the start

Son, it’s your dad remember that time

We hit the sauce and I said you weren’t mine

You thought it was a joke or maybe had a hope

But the real truth will never be known

Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot

It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed

Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with

And in my will it will just say «Go to hell»

Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot

It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed

Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with

And in my will it will just say «Go to hell»

And in my will it will just say «Go to hell»

And in my will it will just say «Go to hell»