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Song: Boomerang Babies






boomerang babies (douglas brent smith)

 everybody's got grown children still living at home
boomerang babies, who can't live on their own

 they've got cable TV - absolutely free
all they need WIFI - no need to buy
food in the fridge - they're living like kids
boomerang babies, living at home

 everybody's got grown children still living at home
boomerang babies who can't live on their own

 the ground rules have been bended
ended or suspended
we did the best that we could do
and now we've got grandchildren, too!
grown children, and their children, living at home

 to be fair, a place costs more these days
college loans are more than our mortgage to pay
opportunities at work don't get them any higher
because our generation won't retire
(what's a  boomer to do? we can't afford to)

 they've got cable TV - absolutely free
all they need WIFI - no need to buy
food in the fridge, they're living like kids
boomerang babies, living at home

 i love those boomerang babies it's not your fault
you got caught in a troubled mess and you're so distraught
but if it's not too much trouble could you do one thing for me?
and set yourself free...
(c) 2017 douglas brent smith
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