Stop boiling water in grandpa's urn.
I know we buried him, but that's still absurd.
Just because we went and lost it,
Before arrangements were made.
Doesn't mean we should treat it
Like it's just another sauce pan.

What would he say if he could see us now, tryin' to live it up?
Would he raise his hand and preach to us about how we're fuckin' up?
Or would he love us, like he did... When all of us were still kids?
I don't know... But I tell you, I wish I did.

Stop boiling water in grandpa's urn.
I know we buried him, but that's still absurd.
Just because we went and lost it,
Before arrangements were made.
Doesn't mean we should treat it
Like it's just another sauce pan.

Sometimes I wonder what he thinks of this world he left behind.
Did he see me smoke that joint? Get suspended for the third time?
Or get arrested on that day... for bein' out too late?
When his last words were, "That kid'll be somethin' great."

Stop boiling water in grandpa's urn.
I know we buried him, but that's still absurd.
Just because we went and lost it,
Before arrangements were made.
Doesn't mean we should treat it
Like it's just another sauce pan.

Does he know, we went to visit grandma less and less?
Does he know, that his cat followed him less then a year after he left?
I didn't mean to lie, the day he looked me in the eyes
And asked me if I thought he'd live to see my child.

Stop boiling water in grandpa's urn.
I know we buried him, but that's still absurd.
Just because we went and lost it,
Before arrangements were made.
Doesn't mean we should treat it
Like it's just another sauce pan.