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Fascinating Aïda( Fascinating Aida )
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Boomerang Kids
Me and the hubby, planning on retiring wanted some fun before expiring little did we know, fate was conspiring to dunk us in the soup ruin our plans in one foul swoop Some years ago, our son and our daughter each bought a place in a fashionable quarter then our son got into hot water went and lost his flat nowhere to live, so that was that Boomerang kids, we had really missed him Boomerang kids, hugged him and we kissed him Boomerang kids, happy to assist him, ever so glad he calls it home First few weeks, we hardly ever saw him still, of course, continued to adore him wondered if we really rather bored him, but he's our son got his own life when all is said and done
Being unemployed can not be easy must be why he's grumpy, so we keep bright and breezy tried to cheer him up with something hot and cheesy which he won't eat he's decided he's a vegan and allergic to wheat Boomerang kids, he used to be so laddish, Boomerang kids, now he's fussy and he's faddish Boomerang kids, we're sick to death of radish and we're taking Spirulina Our colons are cleaner There are some days when it doesn't feel like home Middle of the night, rudely awoken daughter on the doorstep, heartbroken left her man after words were spoken she brought the kids, too had to take them in, well what could we do?
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Neither of the teenagers likes conversing the ten-year-old makes us watch him rehearsing and though they're nearly four, the twins are still nursing, don't like it one bit friends won't visit 'cause they're always on the tit Boomerang kids, everybody's wrangling Boomerang kids, nerves are jangling Boomerang kids, thoughts have turned to strangling the kids play Motorhead (Woo!) We hear it when we go to bead (Woo!) We're sleeping on the sofa-bed (Ow!) Hard to believe this was once our home
You try to feed nine people on a pension Someone took the car, and fucked up the suspension fuck right off, we're not building an extension cue derisive laughter (Ha!) They say they're entitled to being looked after
Our son's comfort eating, he's a fat, lazy porker our daughter has become her ex's stalker bang go our plans of escaping to Mayoka we feed them and we clothe them happy to admit we absolutely loathe them
Boomerang kids, don't care if we upset them Boomerang kids, where did we get them Boomerang kids, God, we regret them No wonder we're glum we haven't got a crumb We've moved in with mum Sheltered housing in Brum so from here on in, this'll be our home
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