Lyrics:

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade A psychotic
You see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun

Degeneration AH AH AH AH AH
The lunatic clause was written for you

The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while centuries turned
This faulty gene has been a family heirloom


No simple way to tell you, son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, you're gonna kill you
Killing you

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's a psychotic, a grade A psychotic