I Wanna Be a Punk Rocker

Oh, daughter dearest
You will wear cable-knit sweaters
You will become a doctor after studying at Cornell
Oh, daughter dearest
You will reside on Park Avenue
And marry David Cohen at Temple Emanu-El
Oh, daddy dearest
Oh, daddy dearest
Oh, daddy dearest
I don’t think your plans sound so swell
Oh, daddy dearest
Oh, daddy dearest
Oh, daddy dearest
I got something I wanna tell you
I do, I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rocker
I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rock… er
No, daughter dearest
Your best friend will be your therapist
Your face won’t display pain anymore on account of your facelift
No, daughter dearest
You’ll be alone in your Hamptons home
'Cause David will leave you for his twenty-year-old receptionist
No, daddy dearest
No, daddy dearest
No, daddy dearest
All your plans for me resemble hell
No, daddy dearest
No, daddy dearest
No, daddy dearest
I got something I wanna tell you
I do, I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rocker
I do, I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rock… er
Oh, daddy, please don’t go and erupt in hysterics
I was always terrible at math past the arithmetic
I’m aware I am defying your expectations
But I wanna feel every ear-splitting vibration
And I know I didn’t select a very lucrative art
But I gotta listen to the beating of my moshing heart, 'cause
I do, I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rocker
I do, I do, I do, I do love you
I do, I do, I do father, but
I wanna, nanna, nanna, nanna, be a punk rock… er