Lyrics

I can't hold my tongue These kids are my grandchildren And you're raising them wrong They're terrible boys Shut up Chip or I'll go ape shit on your ass (?) says to kick you in the back of the head Yeah, yeah Turn up the heat Go on and get some boys C'mon I'm ten years old but I'll beat your ass Chip I'm gon' come at you like a spider monkey Like a spider monkey Go on Chip you brought this on man Greatest generation my ass Tom Brokaw is a punk What is wrong with you Chip I'm all jacked up on Mountain Dew Oooh ooh I love that You gonna let you sons talk to their grandfather like that I'm their elder I sure as hell am Chip I love the way they're talking to you Cause they're winners Winners get to do what they wnat Hell you're just a bag of bones Only thing you ever done with your life was make a hot daughter That's it That's it That is it