Dork Chops

I walk through the door, what's that smell

Another night of pork chops; we're trapped in hell

Mom is in the kitchen, a smile on her face

She's delusional, we need a change of pace

Dad's got that look, like he's counting the days

Every single bite, man, it drives him crazed

Can't you hear us groaning? Can't you see the signs

This pork chop torture has crossed all the lines

Hey Mom, can't you see

It's tearing us apart, it's not just me

Every single dinner, it's the same old song

Pork chops on the table, where did we go wrong

I hate your fucking pork chops

I hate your fucking pork chops

Same old flavor, it's a tasteless drag

I'm looking through the freezer, wishing for a snack

Dad's nodding along, but I know he's in pain

This meaty madness is driving us insane

We could have burgers or some taco bell

But here we are, stuck in this pork chop hell

Mom, it's not just me; can't you get the hint

This has to be the last time, put an end to it

Hey Mom, can't you see

It's tearing us apart, it's not just me

Every single dinner, it's the same old song

Pork chops on the table, where did we go wrong

I hate your fucking pork chops

I hate your fucking pork chops

Let's shake it up, we could have some zest

Maybe chicken or tacos, just give it a rest

But you keep serving up those pork chop dreams

And it's tearing up our family from the seams

Hey Mom, can't you see

It's tearing us apart, it's not just me

Every single dinner, it's the same old song

Pork chops on the table, where did we go wrong

I hate your fucking pork chops

I hate your fucking pork chops

I hate your fucking pork chops

I hate your fucking pork chops