My Liberated Parents They're Going Out Tonight They Read the Happiest Magazines They've Loosened Their Uptights Dad's Wearing Real Tight Levis And Some Gucci Tennis Shoes He's Got a T-shirt Custom Made For Him Sayin' 'give Me Pot Not Booze' I Get a Kiss Goodbye I Get All Numb and High From All the Smoke Left On Their Breath I Smile and Wish Them Well Then I Pray Like Hell They Go and Dance Themselves to Death Mom's Hair's All Green and Dirty She Wears a High-tech Devo Suit She Changed Her Name to 'xerox' She Hides Quaaludes in Her Boots Oh, Me, I'm Real Embarrassed When I Hear the Things They do They Kinda Compromise My Social Position My Coolitivity Is Suffering Too Come On Momma, Come On Daddy Come On Skinny, Come On Fatty