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Tempo: 108 BPM
Tracks: 5
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Bars: 87

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Home show, mom won't know
Run out the back door
He's passed out on the floor
Third time, been caught twice
Forgive our neighbour Bob
I think he humped the dog

But good things come to those who wait
Cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key - instant slavery
No need explain the plan
No need to even bother
I'll pack my bags
I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were twenty-one

White lies, blood shot eyes
Breath of alcohol, stole it from the mall
How's Chris marked with lipstick?
Better call their fathers
Sleeping with your daughters

But good things come to those who wait
Cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key - instant slavery
No need explain the plan
No need to even bother
I'll pack my bags
I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were twenty-one

You don't belong
You left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall
Too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom
Dad slave drive song
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb

Turn low the radio
I think I hear my dad
Yelling at the band

But good things come to those who wait
Cause she laid me
And mom and dad possess the key - instant slavery
No need explain the plan
No need to even bother
I'll pack my bags
I swear I'll run
Wish my friends were twenty-one

You don't belong
You left the kids to carry on
You planned their fall
Too bad you're wrong
Don't need a mom
Dad slave drive song
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb
I time bomb