Lyrics Pepaw - Pears

Pepaw

Time to bestow an honest eulogy
Unto the demon who preceeded me
He put his hot dogs in the microwave
And drank a case of Natty Light a day
The man, the myth, the god of insolence
Drunken proverbial ambivalence
He took the garbage out at 4 a.
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When I grow up, I’mma be just like him
Yeah!
When ya ass starts shakin', means Pepaw’s comin' to town
And he could boogie down
When ya ass starts shakin', means Pepaw’s comin' to town
Playin' the trumpet or just stompin' 'round
Like each foot weighed about a billion pounds
He smoked a stogie while he drove his truck
He really didn’t give a fuck
A cold day in hell
Someone ship him down a sweater, golly hope he’s doin' well
I hope the fire swells
And I hope he knows I love him and he raised a pretty infidel
Go downstairs sober, come back on the moon
Every Superman needs his own phone booth
He was mad, then one day he died
Hole in our hearts and a whole bunch of shit in the back
Industrial quantities, double D batteries, why?
I’ll always remember, I’ll carry forever
We all cried when we said, «Goodbye, Pepaw»