Jacks Law

I’ve got a thirteen year old His name is Jack Never does what he’s told He always answers back He won’t go to school He always tells lies He thinks he’s really cool I don’t understand why The streets he always roam Drinking with his friends Never will come home Not until the party ends His room is never clean He’s never heard of Mr. Sheen He calls my wife mean Yeah that’s right mean old Jean Never talks always shouts Thinks it’s good to swear Even with his Grandparents about He really doesn’t care In trouble with the police Arrested all the time Once he slapped my niece And thought it was fine I bought him a motorbike He always drinks and drives He said I’ll do what I like He doesn’t care about staying alive He thinks life’s a joy And through it he’ll sail If you don’t behave my boy You will end up in jail.