Grobe Lyrics

Ween Grobe

sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry

but it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go

with a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie

but it's no surprise to find he don't



put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po

and take a little sniff of the things below

bring it to a boil and simmer low

put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe



watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside

didn't get a chance to let him know

Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide

please don't let my brain explode



put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po

and take a little sniff of the things below

bring it to a boil and simmer low

put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe