Wrong, Wrong, Wrong About Me

well you look down your noses
when anyone’s having fun
i guess you can’t remember
what it’s like to be young
you got no fun-lovin' spirit left in you at all
just two young lovers here
tryin' to have a ball
it’s people like you
who think that heaven’s the place to be
but you’re wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong about me
well you’ve lied to your children
about what’s good and bad
and you falsify the truth
about all the fun that you’ve had
you always act so goody-goody
with your «thank you, dear» and «please»
but you’re wrong, you’re wrong, you’re wrong about me
in summation
just to bring this to a close
i bet you’ve done some things yourself
that nobody’s supposed to know
don’t forget who you’re talkin' to, dear
because everything you do i see
but you’re wrong, you’re wrong, you’re wrong about me
ten commandments, hell!
with me, there’s only one
each individual has the right
the fella next to you has none
you’re wrong, you’re wrong, you’re wrong about me