Hey Josh It's your grandfather Of, is this really true? Have you taken complete leave of your senses? You're making an album? Oh dear lord boy Don't tell me it's gonna be some of that Crappy, hip-hop, ruin america For god sake This is not the way your father was raised And certainly not the way you were raised But, you know what? Give me a call when you get the message Why don't you and I sit down And let me tell you about some good music Like some Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band or something I don't understand all this Hip-Hop stuff I don't know where you're going with this You're making an album? Alright, the only thing is if you become a super big superstar or something Can I get a new car? That would be so, so nice But, but, I don't understand what you're doing I think you've gone crazy You're a young man You're supposed to concentrate on your education And furthering your future And what the hell is this shit about an album I don't know where you've gone off the tracks young man Oh I hope you're not angry at me But, sometimes I feel as thought I have to Well, I dunno The old expression would be I'd have to pull your coat and whip you to something good And I just feel as if you've gone batshit crazy