My Liberated Parents
They're Going Out Tonight
They Read the Happiest Magazines
They've Loosened Their Uptights
Dad's Wearing Real Tight Levis
And Some Gucci Tennis Shoes

He's Got a T-shirt Custom Made For Him
Sayin' 'give Me Pot Not Booze'

I Get a Kiss Goodbye
I Get All Numb and High
From All the Smoke Left On Their Breath
I Smile and Wish Them Well
Then I Pray Like Hell
They Go and Dance Themselves to Death

Mom's Hair's All Green and Dirty
She Wears a High-tech Devo Suit
She Changed Her Name to 'xerox'
She Hides Quaaludes in Her Boots
Oh, Me, I'm Real Embarrassed
When I Hear the Things They do
They Kinda Compromise My Social Position
My Coolitivity Is Suffering Too

Come On Momma, Come On Daddy
Come On Skinny, Come On Fatty