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
Ahh Oh no, frostbiter
Ahh A waster of days
Ahh Oh no, would we endure, or
Ahh 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
Ahh Oh no, frostbiter
Ahh A waster of days
Ahh Oh no, would we endure, or
Ahh Just waste away?
Two blue hairs stare down the bass guitar aisle
Reminiscing about the band we were 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
Ahh Oh no, frostbiter
Ahh A waster of days
Ahh Oh no, would we endure, or
Ahh Just waste away?
Ahh Oh no, frostbiter
Ahh A waster of days
CHILD: ...kinda sad-happy day!
WOMAN: Sad-happy day? It's good, we're gonna see him in June!
CHILD: June?!
WOMAN: That's only three months! That's no time at all
CHILD: [inaudible
WOMAN: Long enough to get out of school... There's mom and Barb!
WOMAN: [yelling