Family of the Year
Dead Poets
You got expelled for smoking potnear the music roomYou used to play your drum so loudYou're painting house nowYou're keeping items in like a cagewith a blanket of snowyou got a couple DUIsNow you're hitch hiking under grey skiesOoooohhh oo oooohoooo ooooohMom says, dad says,"Can't you be more like your bother?"You're mind grows darkerYou run run run runrun awayback into the woodsYou've got your snacks you've got you're tentAnd your sleeping bagYou use your compass to find outWhere you're sleeping outThe stream is rushing by your toesFishing for troutcatching minnowsooooooohMom says, Dad says"Can't you be more like your brother?"SongtexteYou're mind grows darkerYou run run run runyou run awayback into the woodsYou don't need them anyway Mom says, Dad says"Can't you be more like your brother?"You're mind grows darkerYou run run run runyou run awayback into the woods
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