Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grandpa's Chair, artist - 16. Album song Curves That Kick, in the genre Date of issue: 15.03.2010
Record label: Relapse
Song language: English
Grandpa's Chair |
| Your pudding cakes have made me sick |
| They’re clear as mud or a pocket knife |
| Let’s swim with dad without the wheelchair |
| I’ve sunk to the bottom and drown like a brick |
| These damn hiccups |
| Are bringing me down |
| I’m tired of reasons |
| It’s time to fist fight |
| Old men and women |
| Sleep in the park |
| Then young children steal their stuff |
| Trap beavers in the woods then bring em' home |
| We can barbecue out back |
| With some propane gas |
| Make some room for dessert |
| We’ve got plenty of soup |
| We’ve got chicken noodle |
| Or the vegetable beef |
| Fiberglass |
| With malted barley selected cereal grains |
| And the choicest hops for superior taste |
| I’ve slipped in the bathtub |
| Just bring me a towel |
| Then put my slippers on |
| Before I freeze to death |
| Fiberglass |