Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days They're getting over the hill Death is closing in and catching up As far as I can tell Got a plan of action and cold blood And it smells of defiance I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die And get my inheritance Well now I want more 'Cause I'm getting bored And I'm going nowhere fast I was once filled with doubt But it's all figured out Well nothing good can last Crows feet and rot are setting in And time is running out My parent's income interest rate Is gaining higher clout I'm a snot nosed slob Without a job And I know I damn well should Well now I want more