Lyrics:

When Grandad Died I Got His Knife
i Cleaned The Kitchen And I Didn't Know Why
such Is Life As Smoke In A Sigh
you Were Well On Your Way By The Day We Arrived

ah No Frostbiter
ah Waster Of Days
oh No Would We Endure Or
ah Just Waste Away

your Fourth Grade Friend In Afghanistan
whose Helicopter Crashed In The Sand
walked Away With A Scratch On Her Hand
it Was All That She Got From What I Understand

ah No Frostbiter
ah Waster Of Days
ah No Would We Endure Or
ah Just Waste Away

two Blue Hairs Stare Down The Bass Guitar Aisle
reminiscing About The Band We Played In As A Child
swear To God We Had The Best Singer In Ohio
they Got Crazy On Blow So We Never Really Made It Past The First Shows Though

ah No Frostbiter
ah Waster Of Days
ah No Would We Endure Or
ah Just Waste Away