Naomi Yoon - Calvin's Dad Hates Himself Lyrics

He has a boring face
He has a boring wife
He has a boring job
He has a boring life
He's succumbed to the tedious drum
While suburbia slumps on and on
The one thing he has that isn't boring and numb
Is his son
Calvin's creative
He is smart
He is clever
But got the short
End of the stick
'Cause his parents don't see
Why don't they see?
He who hates his son, hates himself
He who hates his son, hates himself
He who hates his son, hates himself
So don't be like Calvin's dad, or else
You'll have a boring face
You'll have a boring wife
You'll have a boring job
You'll have a boring life
You'll succumb to the tedious drum
While suburbia slumps on and on
And your son will grow up with no one but his mind
He'll write and cartoonize
About his wild, repressing
Deprived, depressing
Contrived childhood
He'll have a boring face
He'll have a boring wife
He'll have a boring job
He'll have a boring life
He'll succumb to his father's numb
Lifeless drum, f*cking slum
Can't you see what he'll become?
(It's you)