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The kids who end up sellin Cess, or failin the spellin test
Must've never had Grandparents like Al and Helen West
The tale I'm tellin is the best, cuz I speak from the heart
Death got it's weak start, but couldn't keep you apart
I'm weepin and I'm blue, cuz I swore to keep it true
The World would be a better place with more people like you
Who can do what they have to do while laughin it through
I kept glad my Step Dad was watchin after you
And to Stan Payant, a Man can't father a teen
Or even bother, like the way you raised your daughter Irene
I aint believin what I seen, tougher then Steve McQueen
Weavin the dream while you we're hooked up to the breathin machine
That was scarier then Man Slaughter, shovin the knife
I married your Grand Daughter the love of my life
And I still remember what little time we had
But still I find it kind of sad, cuz you remind me of my Dad
I know we'll reunite if I'm strong and believing
But still my song will be grieving for as long as I'm breathing
I start to dry my eyes, but cries are hard to disquise
Cuz when I'm saying my goodbyes, a little part of me dies
[..Euthanasia..]