The Backlot - Grandpa Lyrics

Just sit back, rip up the paper,
It's all been wasted, better come back later,
The time has come, to see the true colour,
The puzzle must be broken, but will build another,
Little cry with a big surprise,
A skyscraper couldn't get my rise,
An earthquake, a tremble to the touch,
I know my grandpa wouldn't like it much,
Cough cough hear the neighbour cross the street,
Caution up ahead, careful watch the f*cking leak,
If you don't test the waters then you won't feel the heat,
Keep your head up, put your foot on the beat,
Get out on this town, let these good vibes swing,
Got my hands on my guitar, do my best to try and sing,
Be right back I gotta go unpack,
If you listen in the back you can hear that sax,
Take a look as the years go by,
As you watch your friends sit around and get high,
Look at the picture's that you took of next door,
People changing that you knew before,
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