Grand Pappy was a Hypnotist
Turn up late
Turn up dirty
Shoelaces undone
And odd socks on
Don't be attentive
Wear crumpled clothes
Scratch ya arse
And pick ya nose
Because nothing really matters
Out here in the stix
In the early days of twenty -oh - six
We're living in the shadow
Of a giant mistake
On a smelly lake
And for a paddle
Just a melted snow flake
My grand pappy was a hypnotist
He worked in a traveling show
He was a rogue and a drunk and he made our name double barreled
But he's the one they remember now
He made our name double bareled
He was a rogue and a drunk
He was a hypnotist in a traveling show
But he's the one They remember now
Turn up dirty
Shoelaces undone
And odd socks on
Don't be attentive
Wear crumpled clothes
Scratch ya arse
And pick ya nose
Because nothing really matters
Out here in the stix
In the early days of twenty -oh - six
We're living in the shadow
Of a giant mistake
On a smelly lake
And for a paddle
Just a melted snow flake
My grand pappy was a hypnotist
He worked in a traveling show
He was a rogue and a drunk and he made our name double barreled
But he's the one they remember now
He made our name double bareled
He was a rogue and a drunk
He was a hypnotist in a traveling show
But he's the one They remember now
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