Father and daughter go, to another gun show Bang bang, hey this is fun Lying down next to my mum And we're like tralalala Tralalala We're like tralalala We're like tralalala I don't want to be around When the kids grow up I don't want to be around When the kids grow up This country is fucked Billion dollar man, touch my hand So I can thank you for the things that you've done You got shit dribbling from your lip And it's blinding everyone And we're like tralalala Tralalala We're like tralalala We're like tralalala I don't want to be around When the kids grow up I don't want to be around When the kids grow up This country is fucked I don't wanna be around When the kids grow up I don't wanna be around When the kids grow up When the kids grow up I don't wanna be around When the kids grow up When the kids grow up I don't wanna be around When the kids grow up When the kids grow up I don't wanna be around When the kids grow up When the kids grow up I don't wanna be around