Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning, sun was bright,
Told the kids to clean their rooms, it’s a frightful sight,
They nodded their heads, said, "Sure, okay,"
But they're back to playin' games by the end of the day.
[Pre-Chorus]
"Brush your teeth," I hollered loud,
"Pick up your toys, no mess allowed,"
But they look at me like I'm a ghost,
Do they hear me? Well, not even close.
[Chorus]
Kids not listenin', doin' their own thing,
I'm shoutin' orders, they're just doin' their swing,
Might as well be talkin' to the wall,
'Cause these kids don’t listen at all.
[Verse 2]
Supper time's rollin' 'round, food on the table,
"Wash your hands!" I cry, if only I were able,
They rush in dirty, straight from the yard,
Mud on their faces, I take it real hard.
[Pre-Chorus]
"Do your homework," I firmly state,
They smile and nod, but their attention's late,
Caught 'em watchin' TV, playin' with the cat,
Math books closed, well imagine that!
[Chorus]
Kids not listenin', doin' their own thing,
I'm shoutin' orders, they're just doin' their swing,
Might as well be talkin' to the wall,
'Cause these kids don’t listen at all.
[Bridge]
Told 'em once, told 'em twice,
Told 'em every day, I ain't bein' nice,
But they’re out there dancin', in their own parade,
While I stand here with the mess they've made.
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
Bedtime’s comin’, lights should be dim,
"Get your jammies on, we’re settlin' in,"
They’re runnin' wild, jumpin' on the bed,
Like little monkeys, I lose my head.
[Pre-Chorus]
"Lights out now," I sternly decree,
But they're gigglin' and whisperin', ignorin' me,
Under the covers, flashlight in hand,
Readin' comics, just as they planned.
[Chorus]
Kids not listenin', doin' their own thing,
I'm shoutin' orders, they're just doin' their swing,
Might as well be talkin' to the wall,
'Cause these kids don’t listen at all.
[Outro]
So here’s to parents everywhere, in the same boat,
With kids who won't listen to a single quote,
Raise your voices, join in the fray,
Maybe one day they'll hear what we say.
Kids not listenin', doin' their own thing,
I'm shoutin' orders, they're just doin' their swing,
Might as well be talkin' to the wall,
'Cause these kids don’t listen at all.
[End]
