Dad's Bad News

Don't believe a word your grandfather says He's been cla*sified 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 pa*sed 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 We share the same red tainted blood 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