Go Grab Me A Beer

Silence is golden be quiet be rich

go grab me a beer

children are to be seen and not heard

go grab me a beer

you sound just like your mother

go grab me a beer

you’re just like your grandfather

go grab me a beer

don’t get smart, stay the way you are

go grab me a beer

don’t make me turn this car around

go grab me a beer

you’re grounded

go grab me a beer

you’re getting off easy,

my dad used his fists, not a belt

go grab me a beer

come on, I felt bad every time I hit you

it was for your own good

gotta toughen you up

lets just go grab a beer

 

Dad, I’ve been sober for 3 years

save your alligator tears

its too little, too late

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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