Subtle - Jr's Band lyrics

Your son's band still isn't on the radio Your perfectly good money was wasted on his com-degree He'll still refuse a blue collar like you, cause he saw what you got And what you got was mom And then you made him And there is still him And this one goes out to the angry fellow in his traffic on our way to practice. Don't let a sick sort of smile drive your vehicle Besides, he plays guitar And no one needs guitar no more (x4) Is that good? You look sick. Don't let some sick sort of smile upon your vehicle. Buddy, you look sick. How bout some magic? Sometimes, sometimes. Look, buddy, I like that skeleton By no means does this song truly attempt to make any legitamate judgments regarding your son's band or how was your day at work? I'm not judging you (x11) I'm not