Wahlberg Lyrics — Good Morning

You think everything is practically perfect
It's why I never trust you, not at all
Have you even noticed how this world is going?
Does it just not matter in your eyes?

Flash forward! 2040
Have another baby
Make sure that you give it a modern name
Boy you'd name him Phoenix, girl you'd name her Autumn
All their clothes are pleasing to the eye

Now if I was a breeder, I probably wouldn't blame ya
I'd push and I'd shove full of paternal love
Just to recognise my child's eyes and mine are the same
Remember you were younger and everybody warned
You not to be a father, but here we are