Grandpa, there's a thing I do remember
When visiting you at home last time
When I sat next to you like I always do (Do, do)
You know this time we'll be all right
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Grandpa, there's still so many words you'd say
And I'd listen like grandchildren do
Gobsmacking and mesmerized
When you over-spiced 'em too
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Even if those stories sounded too much enriched
I'd still enjoy them as much as I used to do
Now I'm singing Young Forever to cheer myself up (Up, up, up)
But I know my world has already cracked
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Grandpa, please, grandpa stop
Whatever you're doing now, and
Listen to my song
It's my way to a halo
Humour's been your weapon and your brush
Which you crafted realms with, then you made 'em crash
Now all I got of you is some memories and
Some hand-made stuff