Lyrics A** Hole Son - Bob Rivers

In his eyes
I′m full grown
Twenty-nine and still at home
Raid the fridge
Feed my face
I'm the son that′s a disgrace
Live here free
Don't pay rent
Brought the car back with a dent
I'm asleep
Counting sheep
Thought I heard him scream again
Asshole son
You′re a bum
You trashed the car again
Asshole son
What a bum
What a bum
Asshole son
Mow the lawn
And put your clothes away
Asshole son
What a bum
What a bum
(Asshole son, Asshole son)
What a bum
(Asshole son, Asshole son)
What a bum
(Asshole son, Asshole son)
What a bum
(Asshole son, Asshole son)