Raise 'em Right

Anyone can have kids, even if you’re stupid
Ask your parents, they did
Can’t be that hard!
Names are sticky things — find one that really sings
Please, oh please, be good!
If they’re mine, they should do as i say
Do as i say, not as i do
Now they’re teens and sayin':
«where's our kurt cobain?» «who do we pray to?»
Can only try to raise 'em right
Playtime and pretend, imaginary friends
And i think we can raise 'em right
Books read before bed, can’t get them out my head
And i think we can raise 'em right
First dates and heartbreaks, and homemade birthday cakes
And i think we can raise 'em right
One day, i swear it, you could be a parent
And when that day comes, then we’ll know if we raised you right