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Pepaw Lyrics - Artist : Pears
Time to bestow
An honest eulogy Unto the demon Who preceeded me He put his hot dogs In the microwave And drank a case Of Natty light a day The man, the myth The God of insolence Drunken proverbial Ambivalence He took the garbage Out at 4am When I grow up Imma be just like him Yeah, when ya ass starts shakin' Means Pepaw's comin' to town And he could boogie down When ya ass starts shakin' Means Pepaw's comin' to town Playin' the trumpet Of just stompin' round Like each foot weighed About a billion pounds He smoked a stogie While he drove his truck He really didn't Give a fuck A cold day in hell Someone ship him down a sweater Golly hope he's doin' well I hope the fire swells And I hope he knows I love him And he raised a pretty infidel Go downstairs sober Come back on the moon Every Superman Needs his own phone booth He was mad Then one day he died Hole in our hearts And a whole bunch Of shit in the back Industrial quantities Double D batteries, why? I'll always remember I'll carry forever We all cried when we said Goodbye Pepaw |
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