Grandpa Lyrics

If your from the Midwest, a good heart was meant to bleed
Try and help your neighbor, when you see a need
Momma always told me, the old folks could use a hand
So for a summer job, I did the best I can

Grandpa mosys off every Sunday morning
Loads that special bleed into his pipe
He'll take off, without a warning
But he'll show up at supper time

The head nurse is callous, proper conservative
She scolds those poor old folks, says it's what they need
Says they are like children, the discipline is good
Rules with an iron fist, that much is understood

Grandpa mosys off every Sunday morning
Loads that special blend into his pipe
He'll take off, without a warning
But he'll show up at supper time

We plan rebellion, we drove them to the sea
You know it feels so good to have sand between your feet
Baptized by God's great waters this could be the last time
That's how I lost my job, but I think I did what's right

Grandpa mosys off every Sunday morning
Loads that special bleed into his pipe
He'll take off, without a warning
But he'll show up at supper time
But he'll show up at supper time
But he'll show up, at supper time