They let Bubba out of prison He paid for his crime He didn't know them bad cheques Could give him so much time
Sister's getting married There's a shotgun on the groom Hope they finish the wedding vows Before the baby's due
Harry's in the closet He's been there all his life Everybody wonders Why he never took a wife
We owe a lot of bills Trying to live beyond our means Ain't got a pot, But we got cable TV,
But it's our family Full of skeletons and ghosts And even with our strange relatives It's the one we love the most There may be a bunch of nuts Up our family tree Yeah we may all be crazy But it's still our family
Grandpa's got a girlfriend A woman half his age Grandma laughs about it But I sense the silent rage
And Uncle Burt still thinks He's on the grand old armoury That fever from the war Left him living in a dream
We buried Great Ann-Martha Out the forest lawns today Now I think I know why They Called Great Ann-Martha great
The church was full of strange men Mama called it a disgrace She said they should have wiped that Smile off Great Ann-Marthas face
But it's our family Full of skeletons and ghosts And even with our strange relatives It's the one we love the most There may be a bunch of nuts Up our family tree Yeah we may all be crazy But its still our familyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
