Jonas Alaska Grandpa Pick Me Up
All you people sittin' up all night
Trying to murder somebody you don't even know
Laughing and lying and screaming and crying
And acting like you're about to blow
Now, I don't mind talking about politics
It's only talking about it with someone like you
I don't understand your fancy words man
And I'm not even sure you do
Ooooh
Someone get me out of here and take me away
Ooooh
Grandpa pick me up before the end of the day
There's always a new place opening in town
Poster-explosions everywhere
Festivals for music and video art
And gatherings for those who think they care
The writers are attacking like killer whales
Crying over nothing like a child
Somebody laughed at a funeral
Someone did nothing when they should have smiled
Ooooh
Someone get me out of here and take me away
Oooooh
Grandpa pick me up before the end of the day
Now I can't go to bed and I can't get up
I'm too busy to get anything done
Look at you and the sun, like a dog on the run having all that fun
You little son of a gun
Ooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Yeah, you with the shades, and your horrible friend
I'm no genius, but I know when someone lies
Coming up to me so happy and free
I see the snakes crawling up behing your eyes
I wanna go back, you're freaking me out
I wanna start doing what I know
You can keep singing 'til your head starts ringing
I'm gone before the end of the show
Ooooh
Someone get me out of here and take me away
Oooooh
Grandpa pick me up before the end of the day
Ooooh
Someone get me out of here and take me away
Oooooh
Grandpa pick me up before the end of the day
Uh-huh
