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
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