Private school kids sipping hot toddies Caring how you're using your money Catchin' up 'cause you're scared of slipping up Your daddy bought the beach but your momma's out of love
Always said that you would never play the game But there you go you put your old self to shame You don't even know it but you play it safe Every minute that you fake
Tell me why you think it's so much fun To keep your image up but lose your touch You really seem to make your parents proud I'm glad they finally got their golden child
No one wants third wheels at the party Only here to be your cover story Innocent 'til your parents get a whiff You can call it what you want or you can call it what is
Always said that you would never play the game But there you go you put your old self to shame Running round in circles just saving face The final straw's about to break
Tell me why you think it's so much fun To keep your image up but lose your touch You really seem to make your parents proud I'm glad they finally got their golden child Golden child
You're living on a perfect record 'Cause you've never been caught You think you control the future With your stocks and bonds
You're betting it all for nothin' 'Cause you never felt loss Living by a broken mirror Not who you think you are
Tell me why you think it's so much fun To keep your image up but lose your touch You really seem to make your parents proud I'm glad they finally got their golden child Golden child
Compositores: Sydney Grace Ann Sierota, Graham Jeffery David Sierota, Noah Jeffery David Joseph Sierota ECAD: Obra #40301721