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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pissed Jeans
Pissed Jeans
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Korvette
Matt Korvette
Lyrics
Sean McGuinness
Sean McGuinness
Songwriter
Randall Raymond Huth
Randall Raymond Huth
Songwriter
Bradley Fry
Bradley Fry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pissed Jeans
Pissed Jeans
Producer
Don Godwin
Don Godwin
Mixing Engineer
Mike Petillo
Mike Petillo
Recording Engineer
Arthur Rizk
Arthur Rizk
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, you started getting bored so you went and had a kid You thought it'd give you something to do Make 'em talk, make 'em smile, make 'em act like they're your child Dress 'em like a little version of you Well, didn't think more than two thoughts? You turned out fine this way, of course Gonna wing it like you did in school Won't give an inch of open space or enter an unknown place 'Cause who knows what they might do 'Cause you're a helicopter parent Figure it out, man Oh, you're just a helicopter parent And that's one thing I cannot stand So you're thinking that you're cool with this enlightened attitude Nobody tells you what to do But deep down inside, you're freaking out Helpless, searching for a clue Got the need to control runs deep inside your soul A lousy habit you can't break When you've never chilled out, not once in your life You're bound to make a mistake Seems like a helicopter parent A stupid chopper buzzing in my sky Ah, such a helicopter parent And I wish I could figure out why I called it, helicopter parent Why are you breathing down the back of their neck? A total helicopter parent Excuse me, waiter, I'll take the check 'Cause it's time to reflect and maybe contemplate respect Instead of micromanagement Because it's just a generational dead-end
Writer(s): Sean Mcguinness, Bradley Fry, Matthew Kosloff, Randy Huth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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