Benjamin Faust - Grandma's Got a Meth Lab in Her Kitchen

Grandma's got a meth lab in her kitchen
There's something weird she's always mixing
Don't go in there, don't go in there
What's that funny smell?
Grandma, I know your pension runs low
And I know you like to cook
But the neighbors know something's up
Plus you've got Grandpa hooked
Grandma's got a meth lab in her kitchen
There's something weird she's always mixing
Pop blister packs, put the pills in a sack
Our fingers get all red
All the other grannies, at three
They gather to have tea
But my gran is keen to make T
Spelled without the a and e
Grandma's got a meth lab in her kitchen
There's something weird she's always mixing
She cooks it right, she cooks all night
But I can't have a taste
Right there in her little workshop
She's got a picture of me
She always gives me lemon drops
So I won't tell the police
Grandma's got a meth lab in her kitchen
There's something weird she's always mixing
She says don't use, there's no excuse
She looks out for me
So I hold the beaker but I'm not a tweaker
It's just my grandma and me

Written by:
BENJAMIN FAUST

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