Lyrics:
a hand, pay attention and explore
We all in this people we all in this...
[The Grouch]
Well I don't know where you've been
But if you got here I'll let you
6 am, woke up on the couch
Sitting with a slouch and the house smells like Oscar the grouch
I been through hell, my demons will vouch
Lock 'em up
and the animosity
Up out the mud through katanas and Benihanas
Make the money doing flips 'til it's Benihanas
I'm a grouch and a motherfuckin' cookie monster
the Grouch, chill on the couch (fuck)
You got an Oscar, damn
Can anyone else get some food in they mouth? (for real)
They made a movie about you, you're in
taught ET to never come around
When I’m drunk sitting on my couch
I’m just a mean green drunk grouch
Powered by that triple X beer
I’m the drunkest
the candles out today
Living on the couch
Oscar the grouch (yeah)
Weed by the pound (yeah)
Jam with the sounds
Leaving my town today
Pack my stuff and move away
every pal with protection don’t block ya back so..
For the better don't not search for that and.. for that reason I’m hard to grasp I’m..
Not a grouch in
[The Grouch]
That looks good but what's on the inside?
What's on the other side?
What's on the flip?
Tell me what I get, is it all of what I see?
If
"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams, come along"
[Chorus]
Nothing Less, nothing less
[Grouch]
Well I bet you that I get
at nightfall
(Grouch)
When the sun begins to dim
And eventually the day dies
And the mood prepares to sway
That's where another way lies
Glow of the liquor
by a bit or two I admit a fool I act
often can I nope and let it slip into my raps
like my dick into the crack of freakin females
break em off like Lee
[The Grouch]
Follow me, follow me
I'm goin.. on a little, excursion
Check it out
Won't you take me away, sweet music
Take me away..
Never lead me
in Jesus.
Yes, I do believe in God, but do I love him?"
[Grouch]
I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but
fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of God, I was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, I
your vision
Don't be a grumpy grouch
Or a misanthropic chump
Say nice things on the internet
Don't be like Donald Trump
Politics on Facebook can be so
day, you'll be on your own
Yeah, it will get peak
Carry on thinking it's Sesame Street
But you don't wanna end up
In the can like Grouch
With a big bird,
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