No Visitors Tonight Lyrics

Run it back now

I'mma turn this old folks home into a motherfucking madhouse

Get the grandmas jumping

In the laps of Vietnam vets with their pants down

Bingo night is cancelled

We're drawing on the walls like vandals

Putting some weed nugs in the oxygen tank

Then light that shit with candles

Don't need your sandals

The dance floor is lit

You don't have to be bored as shit

Just strap on the Depends and motor it

Shake that ass till you blow a hip

The night crew is off tonight

So let's raid the medicine cabinets

The pharmacy is now a party

Won't live long enough to start a harmful habit

Granny's not taking any visitors tonight

She's gonna chew a lil tobaccy and smoke a little pipe

And grandpa's getting whacky doing exactly what he like

No they ain't taking visitors tonight

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

Turn off Lifealert

We're mixing Jäger with prune juice

Had a long life but after tonight

It'll be with a few more screws loose

Granny's cooking with love

Or should I say cooking with drugs

Now I'm looking at some

Sprinkled on top of the amuse-bouche

And stirred in with the couscous

You want pills?

She's got plenty

Like a pharmacist she's stocked for the world ending

Headed to Neverland like my girl Wendy

Imagine a world of opportunity without reality checks

Where you can do anything you want like fucking Alex Trebek

Oh Alex, Alex

What is satisfied?

Granny's not taking any visitors tonight

She's gonna chew a lil tobaccy and smoke a little pipe

And grandpa's getting whacky doing exactly what he like

No they ain't taking visitors tonight

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

Grandma's tripping balls and talking 'bout JFK

Said she'd wanna give him head if it wasn't blown away

Grandpa's dancing on the tables and popping the blue pills

He'd forgotten how youth feels like Dorian Grey

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

At the old folks home

Grandma's tripping balls and talking bout JFK

Said she'd wanna give him head if it wasn't blown away

Grandpas dancing on the tables and popping the blue pills

He'd forgotten how youth feels like Dorian Grey

(At the old folks home)

(At the old folks home)

(At the old folks home)

(At the old folks home)

Oh my God

What the hell did y'all get up to last night?

This place is a mess what the

(Fuck)