The Night Grandpa Gogu Died
Lyrics by Mat Greaves
Oh the night that Grandpa Gogu died, is a night I’ll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain’t been sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin’ gay
Gogu came with the slinky womp, some music for to play!
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That’s how we showed our respect for Grandpa Gogu
That’s how we showed our honour and our pride;
We said it was a sin and shame as we winked at one another
And every drink in the place was full the night that Grandpa died!
As Kizzy and Mischa sat in the corner pouring out their grief
Gregor and his gang came tearing down the street
We went into an empty room and a bottle of absinthe stole
We put the bottle with the corpse to keep that absinthe cold!
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About two o’clock in the morning after empty’ing the jug
Uncle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Grandpa’s mug
He stopped the clock so Gogu and Mischa couldn’t tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine!
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Everything was going well there was no ill at all
Till I told Westboro’s pastor to suck my Gypsy balls
I thought that it would start a fight and sure enough it did
When Anastasia carved her name into the coffin lid!
Then the fight got really bad with everyone involved
When uncle knocked the whiskers off Pavel Malikov
The Lena said she’d teach us how to disrespect the dead
She knocked me out and said let’s bury Marian instead!
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We stopped the hearse on George Street outside ye olde Saloons
We all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noons
We went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime
Found out when we got there, we’d left the corpse behind! Shitll
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Then the corpse came back to life and sat up in his box
He opened up his mouth with a creak so he could talks
He looked around the room and we knew that we’d done wrong
And he said, “Wow, you couldn’t even write me my own song!”
Chorus
Oh the night that Grandpa Gogu died, is a night I’ll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain’t been sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin’ gay
Gogu came with the slinky womp, some music for to play!
Chorus
And every drink in the place was full…
And every drink in the place was full…
And every drink in the place was full…
The night that Grandpa . . . …died!
