Grandpa Lyrics

Grandpa drank herbal tea

For his aggression therapy

He beat his dog with his cane

He beat his wife with a chain

He keep one hand in his pocket

He don't believe in no rocket

He keep two hands on the wheel

His fantasy is surreal

You better not look in his eyes

You may not like what you see

He got a bad case

Of salmonella sitcom disease

He Geritol, he Gatorade

He sip his supper in the shade

He wear a suit and a tie

Don't waste your time asking why

He been to hell but he came back

He keep his sugar in his shack

He own a Colt 45

He keep it loaded by his side

You better not look in his eyes

You may not like what you see

He got a bad case

Of salmonella sitcom disease

You better not look in his eyes

You may not like what you see

He got a bad case

Of salmonella sitcom disease