Get your shit together
Bag it up at point one
Don't you pull the trigger of that borrowed, rusty gun
Open up your ears
Listen to your father son
Respect your mum, it was her tits you were sucking on
He's got no remorse
She's got her dripping makeup on
She used to call him lover, now the butterflies are gone
For that respect, don't you swallow
Choke on regret, don't you swallow
Grow up instead, don't you follow
For that respect
Break
Open up your ears
Listen to your father son
Respect your mum, it was her tits you were sucking on