My Old Man's a Fatso Songtext
von Angry Samoans

Locked inside my bedroom
Looking at the pictures up on the wall
I need a little elbowroom
I need space man that ain′t all
Get home first thing you know
My folks jump on my case
Get a job, take the dishes out
Put the trash back in its place
Someday when I'm a man
I′m gonna put them in their place

'Coz my old man's a fatso
He′s got a pot, baby for a mouth
Baby, my old man′s a fatso
But you know he owns this house, yeah


Locked inside the classroom
Staring at the dots up on the wall
My teachers all are retards
I need out baby that ain't all
I don′t care about textbooks
Or the Jews that discovered Spain
I gotta gotta gotta leave this town
I'll take the bus, I′ll catch a plane

'Coz my old man′s a fatso
He's got a bathtub for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But ya know he owns this ...house

Yeah

Two, three, four

Cruisin′ on the highway
It feels so good to see open space
I don′t feel like a prisoner
I don't feel like a basket case
I turn the radio up to ten
And you know I′ve found my place
Yep, get a job, put the dishes out
Put the trash back in its place
Now that I'm a man
I′m gonna put them in their place


'Coz my old man′s a fatso
He's got a bathtub for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house