If you're the parent of grown up children that refuse to move out then this one's for you. Inspired by Theo's late Father, most of what is mentioned in the lyrics actually happened.....
That lunchtime Theo's dad had lost his favourite hat and was making no secret how upset he was about it. Theo and Graeme met up that evening to pen a romantic ballad but somehow came up with this. Originally released in 2008 on the Grumpy Old EP. Features Carys Parfit on drums.
Where's my hat and where's my shoes
How much more have I got to lose
Only the shirt from my back
Feels like I'm being stretched on a rack
My kids have grown but won't go away
Looks like the little bastards are here to stay
They've filled my garage up with crap
Eat my food and give me chat back
Coming round with their raucous noise
I can't move for all of their toys
F*** ed about with my PC
And it's filled with porn and MP3s
There's broken cars all over my drive
They've syphoned the petrol from my ride
Their bleedin' dog just plays with sticks
And covers my lawn with great big sh** s
They've emptied my pool and put in a swing
Growing marajawana and everything
Think I'll go and live in a tent
Cause I bloody well hate being a parent
Grumpy old man blues