Dad's Bad News
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified Grade 'A' psychotic
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun
Degeneration, ahh
The lunatic clause was written for you
The story spoken is a story unheard by you
So listen, 'cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait's passed while centuries turned
This faulty gene has been a family heirloom
Degeneration, ahh
The lunatic clause was written for you
No simple way to tell you, Son
I'm gonna kill me, you're gonna kill you
Killing you
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's a psychotic, Grade 'A' psychotic
Degeneration, ahh
The lunatic clause was written for you