Queers: "Grounded" Lyrics

Caught smoking a cigarette and sucking down a brew

They gave me no supper, they locked me in my room

My mother caught me in her purse, hey that's just my luck

But I needed money for more beer and butts

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Grounded -- Now it's time to suck my thumb

Grounded -- I bet Dad's on top of Mom

Grounded -- And I don't know what to do

Grounded -- And it ain't to fuckin' cool

Grounded Grounded

Trousers 'round his ankles as he gave me the belt

Dumber than a fence post, that is how I felt

You'd never see this happen on the Brady Bunch

Well I'd love to give my fat old man a great big fucking punch

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