NC-17

My old man’s got a fourteen-hour day
Heaven, I know, it’s not fair to the rest of us
Say something unkind before you give it away
Hey, where’d you get that black eye?
NC, seventeen and counting
And I couldn’t tell if I was way out of line
The kids are always talkin' 'bout nothing at all
Their daddy’s always saying that the kids are going crazy
But how far could you get with a broken leg?
What’s it worth to you, anyway, 'cause-a
NC, seventeen and counting
But I couldn’t tell you if you twisted my arm
He lost the soles of his shoes in that twenty-third lap
And Jenny says shes got the heel and how to get them back on
And I couldn’t pay them with a personal check
And it’s like
NC, seventeen and counting
And I’m trying to figure out what’s going on
Well it goes like that
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?
How can we be sure that this will never happen again?