Old Man

He's reading sport on the news White man, white teeth in a suit, he's got that style And then alone in his house He wants to take baby out, "Give us a smile" Boy, if you touch her again I'll tell your wife and your kids about that time 'Cause this is not '93 You lost your spot on the team, you're out of line Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I've worked too hard for this chance To not be biting the hand that feeds the hate So have a chat to your friends 'Cause it's our words that'll keep our daughters safe Your personality traits don't count If you put your dick in someone's face And no, it's never too late We sat there silently while you kept your job And your place and your six-figure wage Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbin' back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbin' back at you Oh, are you scared of me, old man? Or are you scared of what I'll do? You grabbed me with an open hand The world is grabbin' back at you Ha-ha