Inquires
When you were a baby
No one asked for explanations
Now that you're ninety
What do you make of this existence
All you kids are lazy
In my day we got reactions
We often worked a livelong day
Gave up our satisfactions
Now you leave me alone
That never works on my mind
Who was it wanting to?
What was it hoping to find?
Grandpa?
Autor(es): Sebadoh
