I’m In Trouble. Is a song about shitty parents and shittier kids.
Washin’ dishes in the trailer. Playin’ the record super loud.
My favorite record shook the clock off the wall and it fell and broke on the ground. I’m in trouble.
Last friday down on Vine street. Out under the moon; I don’t remember but it happened so fast, and now there’s nothin’ I can do. Will it be like you said it was: will my punishment fit my crime? I wish I could take it all and go back. Back in time. Back in time! I remember getting busted for something when I was a kid. You’d hit me in your drunken cussin’. No matter what I did. But now I’m in trouble! I’m in trouble!
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