Pepaw – 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