Song parody of
Every Valley Is Not a Lake
by Cold War Kids
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Don't bother grandma 'cause she's right
Or you'll be in some mess
I see how you see her, creaky bones,
Bitchin' 'bout IRS
Well take a look child, through this photo album
Just think they'd used to sell out a baseball stadium
Nineteen forty-eight
Well now you'll graduate and you think
You're going to move out now
I will congratulate you as soon
As you pay your own way
Not tryin' to stick a pin in your shiny new balloon
Your alimony check won't buy a bigger room
Or a new car
Don't ever think about comin' 'round here
With that junior from up the street
His sneakers squeakin' on the kitchen tile,
Hat pulled below his eyes
That boy is trouble in his sleep
You got your father's wreckless charm, babe
Long as you givin', some body take
Well, every story is not the gospel, babe
Let me put it in another way
Every valley is not a lake
Before I let you go with your friends,
Got one more thing to say
You think my love is tough, should've seen
Your grandma in her day
Oh, use your wits child,
'Cause nothing stays the same
In forty years my song will be public domain
Oh oh oh
Sharp top, quick switch
Sharp top, quick switch
Well make
My own apology bad
Don't bother grandma 'cause she's right
Or you'll be in some mess
I see how you see her, creaky bones,
Bitchin' 'bout IRS
Well take a look child, through this photo album
Just think they'd used to sell out a baseball stadium
Nineteen forty-eight
Well now you'll graduate and you think
You're going to move out now
I will congratulate you as soon
As you pay your own way
Not tryin' to stick a pin in your shiny new balloon
Your alimony check won't buy a bigger room
Or a new car
Don't ever think about comin' 'round here
With that junior from up the street
His sneakers squeakin' on the kitchen tile,
Hat pulled below his eyes
That boy is trouble in his sleep
You got your father's wreckless charm, babe
Long as you givin', some body take
Well, every story is not the gospel, babe
Let me put it in another way
Every valley is not a lake
Before I let you go with your friends,
Got one more thing to say
You think my love is tough, should've seen
Your grandma in her day
Oh, use your wits child,
'Cause nothing stays the same
In forty years my song will be public domain
Oh oh oh
Sharp top, quick switch
Sharp top, quick switch
Well make
My own apology bad
