Standard (EADGBE)

I got home last night, at, ten past two.

 My folks turned blue, their tempers flew.

 I got to be in bed at, quarter to ten.

 There go those rules again.

Chorus

Too many rules..Too many rules.

 Folks are just fools..making, too many rules.

 I pray the stars above, I haven't lost your love.

Cause there are too many rules.

When you call me on the, telephone..it's not my own,

they've made it known.

 So you must call me only, now and then.

 There go those rules again.

Chorus

My kid brother's always, on my trail.

 I can't escape, that tattle-tale.

 I hope you understand, what I'm, goin' through.

 I don't know, what to do.

Chorus

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.