Anthem
KITCHEN - blink-182 Lyrics

Home show
A display of our dysfunctional household

Mom won't know
Mother won't be aware of our actions

Run out the back door
Escape from the chaos through the rear exit

He's passed out on the floor
He is unconscious on the ground

Third time
This is the third occurrence

Been caught twice
We have been discovered on two previous occasions

Forgive our neighbor Bob
Please pardon our neighbor Bob for his inappropriate behavior

I think he humped the dog
I suspect he engaged sexually with the dog

But good things come to those who wait
Positive outcomes are realized by those who are patient

'Cause she laid me
Because she had sexual intercourse with me

And mom and dad possess the key
Our parents hold control over our lives

Instant slavery
An immediate state of bondage

No need explain the plan
There is no requirement to clarify the scheme

No need to even bother
There is no need to make an effort

I'll pack my bags, I swear I'll run
I will prepare my belongings and escape, I promise

Wish my friends were twenty-one
I desire my friends to be of legal drinking age

White lies
Innocuous falsehoods

Bloodshot eyes
Eyes red from blood vessels being enlarged

Breath of alcohol
Exhaling the smell of alcoholic beverages

Stole it from the mall
Took it illicitly from the shopping center

How's Chris
How is Chris doing?

Marked with lipstick
Bearing evidence of kissing with lipstick marks

Better call their fathers
It would be wise to inform their fathers

Sleeping with your daughters
Engaging in sexual activity with your daughters

You don't belong
You do not fit in here

You left the kids to carry on
You abandoned the children to continue living their lives

You planned their fall
You intended for their downfall

Too bad you're wrong
Unfortunately, you are mistaken

Don't need a mom dad slave drive song
We do not require a controlling song from our parents

I time bomb
I am a ticking explosive device

Turn low
Decrease the volume

The radio
The device playing music

I think I hear my dad
I believe I can hear my father

Yelling at the band
Shouting angrily towards the musical group